This is Kismet (which means fate).
I went to the humane society in 2002 because it was my birthday and I wanted a dog. My husband was still living in CA working and I was living in AZ because we bought our retirement home there. I was lonely and needed a friend. I was looking for a small dog. As I passed cages I stopped and talked to each dog. When I stopped at this cage this pretty little face looked up at me but didn't get up. I could see she was bigger than what I was looking for so I kept going. As I was coming back that pretty little face had stood up and I saw she was missing a complete leg... all the way to the hip. I told her "Come on let's go home". She had been hit by a car, left for dead, someone else picked her up and took her to the vet. He saved her by amputating. She is amazing and has no idea she is missing a leg. She is faithful, spoiled rotten and a complete joy. Best birthday present in the world. We love her and can't imagine our lives without her. She is a full time camper as we are traveling the United States for the next 4 years. She loves every minute of it. She is a Catahoula and the softest dog I have ever met.
Prescott, AZ
