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Ertjie – The Tiny Fighter




Ertjie’s story began with heartbreak and hope. She was born into a litter that my daughter was supporting, but Ertjie was left behind ❤ small, weak, and struggling to survive. When we found her, she was barely holding on.

View Ertjie Baby Born Photos - 6 weeks when I found her left behind  ๐Ÿ‘‰  View on Link  ๐Ÿ‘ˆ


I stepped in and teaspoon-fed her around the clock. Those early days were filled with fear, exhaustion, and quiet prayers. Every tiny sip of milk felt like a miracle. Slowly, Ertjie grew stronger. Her eyes opened wider, her little body filled out, and her personality began to shine through.

View Ertjie Today the Beuty Queen 1 Year and a few days old ๐Ÿ‘‰ View on Link ๐Ÿ‘ˆ



Today, Ertjie is a feisty, loving rescue cat with a strong will and a big voice. She still has strong boundaries, but she has adapted beautifully to my daughter ❤ on her own terms. From being completely wild, she now allows gentle interaction, gives light little nips, and only hisses now and then. It’s her way of communicating, and we respect that.

What matters most is that she is safe, loved, and part of our family.

Ertjie reminds us: 

Even the smallest, 
weakest lives deserve a fighting chance. ๐Ÿ’›

Next Nina The Rescue ......

Nina the Rescue - Black/white ❤ Dog

Nina the Rescue ๐Ÿถ

From Broken Beginnings to a Heart Full of Love

There are some souls who enter your life quietly, almost unnoticed at first… and then, without warning, they change you forever.

Nina is one of those souls.

This is her rescue story not just about how she was saved, but about how she saved us too.


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๐ŸŒง️ The Day Nina Found Us


Nina came into our lives at a time when our hearts were already carrying heavy stories of rescue, loss, and survival. She wasn’t a tiny puppy with bright eyes and bouncy steps. She was thin. Tired. Cautious. The kind of dog that has learned not to trust easily because life hasn’t been kind.

We don’t know every detail of what Nina endured before she reached us. But her body told a story her mouth couldn’t.

๐Ÿถ Her ribs showed through her skin 
๐Ÿถ Her eyes carried fear more than curiosity 
๐Ÿถ She flinched at sudden movements 
๐Ÿถ She ate as if every meal might be her last

It was clear: Nina had known hunger, neglect, and disappointment long before she ever knew safety.


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๐Ÿก A Home That Didn’t Feel Like Home (Yet)


When Nina first stepped into our home, she didn’t explore like most dogs do. She stood still. Watching. Waiting. Unsure whether this place was temporary or dangerous.

She didn’t understand toys. She didn’t understand soft beds. She didn’t understand why food arrived every day, like clockwork.

She slept curled tightly into herself, as if trying to take up as little space as possible. Even her breathing felt careful.

And that broke my heart more than I can explain.


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๐Ÿค The Slow, Gentle Healing


Rescue dogs don’t heal on a schedule.

There’s no calendar that says: “Day 5: You will trust humans again.” “Week 2: You will forget the fear.”

Healing happens in tiny moments.

The first time Nina wagged her tail. The first time she chose to sit near me. The first time she slept on her side instead of curled in a tight ball.

Each small change felt like a miracle.

We learned to move slowly around her. To speak softly. To let her come to us in her own time.

And little by little… she did.


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๐Ÿพ The Nina We Know Today


Today, Nina is still gentle. Still sensitive. Still cautious around strangers.

But she is also:

๐Ÿถ Playful in her own quiet way 
๐Ÿถ Loyal beyond words 
๐Ÿถ Deeply affectionate once she trusts you 
๐Ÿถ A shadow that follows her dad from room to room

She now understands that food will always come. That hands are for love, not harm. That this home is hers ❤ forever.

Her eyes don’t look empty anymore. They sparkle.

And every time I catch her wagging her tail in her sleep, I know she’s dreaming of a life she finally feels safe in.


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๐ŸŒฑ What Nina Taught Me


Nina didn’t just heal.

She healed something in me too.

She taught me:

* That patience is a form of love 
• That trauma doesn’t disappear ๐Ÿ’จ it softens 
• That trust is earned through consistency 
• That small progress is still powerful

She reminded me that even the most broken beginnings can grow into something beautiful.


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๐Ÿงก Why Rescue Stories Matter


So many dogs like Nina are still waiting.

Waiting in shelters. Waiting on streets. Waiting in backyards tied to chains.


Not because they are unwanted… But because people don’t see their worth.

Every rescue story shared is a voice for the voiceless. 
Every adoption is a second chance. 
Every act of kindness changes a life.


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๐Ÿถ Nina’s Message to the World


If Nina could speak, I think she would say this:

"Please don’t judge us by our scars. 
Please don’t give up on us because we are afraid. 
Please don’t overlook us because we are quiet."

We love just as deeply. We feel just as strongly. We deserve just as much."


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๐Ÿค Final Thoughts


Nina’s story isn’t perfect. She still has moments of fear. She still startles at loud noises. She still needs reassurance.

But she is loved. She is safe. She is home.

And that is more than she ever had before.


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๐Ÿพ Call to Action


If Nina’s story touched your heart:

๐Ÿ‘‰ Consider adopting instead of shopping 
๐Ÿ‘‰ Support your local rescue organizations 
๐Ÿ‘‰ Share rescue stories to raise awareness 
๐Ÿ‘‰ Foster if you can’t adopt 
๐Ÿ‘‰ Donate food, blankets, or your time

One small act of kindness can change an entire life.

Just ask Nina.

Next ....Blertsie The Rescue Sparrow 



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