Her name was Helen.

She was a product of the worst kind of breeding possible: A full grown, dwarf Great Dane that weighed about 30 lbs, born without eyes and unable to hear. Her world was one full of fear. She calmed down when she knew where a human was, either by smell or touch, but otherwise her days were filled with the scary uncertainty of not knowing what lurked out in the silent darkness. Prior to coming to GDRNT, she was abused, neglected and left for dead.

Helen