Galga Zoe, left for dead – now in her forever home

Tribute to Zoe – by Charlotte del Rio

Dear Sr.Galguero

I was sitting here with my thoughts, looking back over time.
Just a mere girl I was at your feet, the foot that booted me regularly. I wondered when the day would be, when I’d be free from the shame I felt.

I wandered by your side Sr.Galguero as a good galga should and on many occasion I know you thought you broke me. You almost did!

At just a year old I’d been born into hell, I knew nothing more than the life I led. Shamed, doomed, and hollow. Fear striking me at every move. How I lived on my nerves .. Oh how I did.

So I’m lying here now, and looking back.. I’m here with myself, just me, learning life.
So you thought you broke me, and that I’d never be free. Held by the clasp of your hands and power.

So I gotta tell you “Look at me now, I didn’t break and I didn’t die. I came round and bounced back to life. You didn’t take me down Sr.Galguero, though I know you tried. I was nothing to you.

I haven’t missed you, and for the time it’s taken to heal my soul I know I felt raw for many many many a day and night.

I’m stronger now sr.galguero, much wiser, I’ve seen the world through the eyes of a fighter. You didn’t win my failings. I didn’t give in.

So the past I relived, and it took a while, but I came back fighting, winning, and I wouldn’t want you back.

I came to this place where I couldn’t be found by you, where I blossomed and stood tall. Where mountains are moved to keep us safe, and I learnt I was me.

The black Beauty with colours inside bursting and so bright and dreams of gold, just being me. My inside colours shining with lights and brightness, each streak removing the pain Id carried.

Do you know what it’s like, Sr.Galguero, to poop yourself in fear from just a look? I wonder. You did that to me.

You wouldnlt recognise me now, for I shine in all my glory. For I am me, Zoe!

Zoe came to 112 Carlota Galgos broken and exhausted. Mass panic embraced her body her mind, her soul her heart broken and robbed. Slowly we mended her heart and soul, and she retrieved what she thought was broken. She took a lot of rehabilitation and special care, a galga whom you looked at and she pooed herself. Now a galga in full bloom. Her petals will open and she will bgrow from the delicate flower into an incredible blossom with a stem so strong to hold her up. We cannot fix and mend hearts and bodies without you all. It takes special care, time and planning on each case.

Funding is so important to keep us going and in order to do this, we need your help.

Zoe isn’t unusual in her fear though her fear was massive.

It’s here, I see my work is done. I now move to other cases who need us. We hope you will join us in caring for these souls.

Be HAPPY Zoe. You so deserve that!