# **My name is Lili. **
I'm only about **one year old**, a sweet little **Shih Tzu/Lhasa Apso mix** weighing around **10 pounds**.
I'm spayed, fully vaccinated, microchipped, and house-trained. I made the long journey from a Southern California shelter to my foster home in **Ridgefield, Washington**, hoping my forever family is still out there waiting for me. If you're in **Vancouver, BC**, don't worryI can travel there too for the right family.
My adoption fee is $900USD
Adoption Application: https://forms.gle/6ebo8t6LrgMJW2mU6
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Before I tell you my story, there's one thing you should know about me...
**I love other dogs.**
They make me feel happy, confident, and playful. My dream home would have another friendly dog for me to play, cuddle, and share my life with. Having a furry best friend would make my heart so incredibly happy.
Now... here's my story.
I love belly rubs.
I love following my people from room to room.
I love playing with other dogs.
I love cuddling.
I love life.
And if I'm being honest...
I don't really understand why I came back.
You see, not too long ago, I thought I had found my forever family.
I packed up all my dreams and all my love and went home with them.
I followed them everywhere.
I wagged my tail every time they walked into the room.
I curled up beside them at night.
I loved them with my whole heart.
Because that's what forever means... doesn't it?
Then one day, the veterinarian heard something.
A **tiny heart murmur.**
Just a little extra sound when listening to my heart.
It doesn't stop me from running.
It doesn't stop me from playing with my dog friends.
It doesn't stop me from chasing toys across the yard.
It doesn't stop me from giving kisses.
It doesn't stop me from loving with every piece of my heart.
But somehow...
It was enough for them to change their minds.
And just like that...
I was saying goodbye.
Again.
I wish I could tell you it didn't hurt.
But it did.
Because dogs don't understand medical words.
We don't understand diagnoses.
We don't understand paperwork.
We only understand love.
And losing it.
For a little while, I wondered if maybe something was wrong with me.
Maybe my heart wasn't good enough.
Then my foster family reminded me of something I'll never forget.
**A heart murmur isn't my heart.**
It's only a sound.
My heart is something completely different.
My heart is the reason I follow my people everywhere because I never want them to feel alone.
My heart is why I wake up every morning excited to see what the day brings.
My heart is why I love every dog I meet and why having another dog beside me makes me feel complete.
My heart is why I keep trusting people... even after mine was broken.
And according to everyone who knows me...
My heart is actually pretty perfect.
These days, I spend my time playing with my dog friends, following my foster family like their tiny little shadow, finding sunny spots for naps, and dreaming.
Dreaming about the family who won't see me as a diagnosis.
The family who will see **me**.
The happy little girl with sparkling eyes, a wagging tail, and endless love to give.
Maybe my first adoption wasn't my forever story.
Maybe it was only one chapter.
Maybe the next chapter is the one I've been waiting for all along.
Maybe you're reading my story right now.
Maybe you're smiling.
Maybe your dog has been wishing for a best friend.
Maybe... you've been looking for me without even knowing it.
If you can look into my eyes and say,
**"That's okay, Lili. We love your heart exactly the way it is."**
...then I promise I'll spend the rest of my life proving you made the right choice.
I'll love you with my whole heart...
...because that's what I do best.
**Love,**
**Lili **
*"A tiny murmur doesn't define my heart. The love inside it does."*
MR. HANDSOME BEN
Standard Poodle
🇺🇸
Ridgefield, Washington
male, medium, adult
Standard Poodle
Ridgefield, Washington
