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She was part of a group of dogs brought here after Katrina, and I met her while helping out at the shelter. She was cowering in the back of her run the first time I went to walk her. The second time that day that I walked her, it was raining and she stopped and looked up at me with the saddest look I have ever seen. I dropped to my knees and hugged her.

After I put her away, I asked the kennel manager if she had a foster home yet, and the answer was, "No, she is the only one we do not have a home set up for. Are you interested?" I filled out the paper work before leaving that day. Three days later, I met a driver from the shelter halfway from my home. I gave her the name Bridgit, a Celtic goddess represented by both fire and water.

The vet guessed her age at around 9 years old, and she had a rough road ahead. Over the five years we shared, she had heartworm treatments and three different types of cancer, but she was always sweet, loving and grateful. She broke my heart the day I met her and filled it with so much love after that. On the day she officially became mine, we had a party.

The day she left me was sad, but the gifts she left with me will stay with me always. My brave, sweet Katrina survivor.

Story submitted by Aileen D'Angelo from Northboro, Massachusetts.

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