A face worth stopping for.

In the shelter’s words · excerpt

Hi… my name is Ziva, and I’ve been told it’s finally my turn. For a long time, my world was pretty small. I lived at a home where, one day, everything changed. My family packed up and left… and they didn’t take me with them. I was alone, still caring for my puppies—with no idea what would happen next. But I did what moms do: I stayed strong for them, kept them safe, and loved them with everything I had.