If I ever get utter control, you can ride shotgun.
[or machete/noose/Glock...whatever you prefer]
99% of my dogs have been rescues.
*Most* psychologically recovered but my oldest Ibizan [10] still has “flashbacks” and lives with chronic anxiety, thinking that every loud noise is ‘another 2x4 being slammed across her crate with her trapped inside.
This, despite the fact that 9 of those years have been made as wonderful as possible for her, *here* and has never so much as seen the inside of a crate in all that time.
She simply cannot “forget”....:(
[her previous “owner” shuffled off her mortal coils a couple years ago *right* before the AKC was about to drop the hammer on her so there’s no possible retribution, there]
I “have a thing” for the wounded ones.
They always catch my heart fastest.
I am so sorry your Ibizan was abused. I’m sure she shows her gratitude to you each day, though, for getting her out of such a horrible situation.
[or machete/noose/Glock...whatever you prefer]
I'll bring this and some Pantera & Megadeth CDs.