Alina′s Story

After a terrifying 45-minute chase through traffic, risking my life on a busy main road, I was finally caught.
I was taken to the vet, where it was discovered that I was severely underweight, had no microchip, and had likely been used as a breeding machine over and over again.

I was taken to the centre.My body needed time, and they knew it.

They waited for me to heal. They didn’t rush me. And when they looked a little closer, they discovered a secret I was carrying.

I was going to be a mama.

My people were ready to protect me and the tiny life growing inside me. They chose love. They chose care. They stayed close and hoped with me.

But sometimes, even when everything is done right, the world can still be cruel.

I gave birth… and my puppy didn’t make it.

My body was too tired. I had been through too much for too long. That tiny heart tried so hard, but it wasn’t meant to stay.

So now I’m resting again. Healing again. Mourning a life that was loved before it ever took a breath.

Character & Temperament

I live for a really good scratch — the kind that hits just the right spot — and I’ll never say no to cuddles. The closer, the better. If you’ve got hands, I’m already your friend.

Dogs? Love them. Big, small, boys, girls — doesn’t matter. I get along with everyone and know how to read the room (or the park). Children are pretty great too; they’re gentle, fun, and excellent cuddle partners.

On walks, I’m a total pro. I walk nicely on the lead, taking in all the smells like a polite lady…

…but let’s be honest — my heart belongs to freedom.

I love to roam. Explore. Discover what’s just over there. And if there’s a way out, I’ll find it. I’m an escape artist — climbing, jumping, squeezing through the tiniest gaps like a furry magician. If freedom is on the other side, I will get there.

I’m curious, clever, affectionate, and just a little bit mischievous — because the world is big, and I really want to see all of it!

Ideal Home for Alina

I love exploring, but I also love feeling safe. My ideal home is one where I can roam and sniff to my heart’s content without worrying about sneaky escapes. That means a garden that’s completely secure — no gaps, no weak spots, nothing I could squeeze through.

I’m clever, so anything I could climb on to jump over must be gone or safely out of reach. A diagonal fence on top? Perfect. That way, even my best tricks won’t get me out.

I want a place where I can wander, play, and explore freely — safely — knowing I won’t get lost or hurt. I’ll be happy, relaxed, and the best cuddle buddy you could ask for.

Safety first… freedom second… happiness all the way.