Brissa stole my heart as my last foster dog. The moment I chose to keep her, my pet count grew to three, which meant I could no longer continue fostering. While I miss opening my home to foster dogs, Brissa and my other two girls fill my days with endless companionship, laughter, and love. Brissa is happy, active, and wonderfully energetic—always keeping life interesting. What I thought would be a tiny little dog turned out to be the perfect medium-sized addition to our family. She grew taller than Bexie but is still just a little smaller than Paloma, making her the perfect middle sister in my trio. She is simply perfect, with her beautiful brown spots, striking green eyes, and a personality that’s impossible not to love. Every day, she reminds me that sometimes the foster you’re meant to save ends up saving you instead. ❤️