Laila is certainly named right. She was born this tiny little puppy and I thought there was no way for her to live. Her bigger littermates kept pushing her aside. As I finally decided to get some sleep, I wrapped this little puppy in one of my sweatshirts and tucked her in the crook of my arm. I just didn't want her to die cold and alone.

When I woke up a few hours later, I was amazed that she was still alive. I put her on a heating pad and helped her nurse for the first 24 hours. After that she was on her own and willing to do battle with anyone who was willing to get in her way. To watch her trot around the yard now you'd never know. She is happiest when in the yard playing with her best buddy Treason.