My name is
Boba!

Boba was just a puppy when my mother brought her home. She grew up with us but was ultimately neglected with the family that was suppose to take care of her. My mother no longer cared for her once Boba grew too big, and she found out the price tag of keeping a dog. She threw the responsibility to her children, who had no means of actually taking care of a dog without support from their parents. No one else in the family wants her, and none of us are available to actually train or care for her the way she needs.

To be transparent, our financial troubles and schedule has left her untrained, lacking in social skills and lacking of medical records. All of which was through our incapability and overestimation that we would be good owners for her.

But she deserves the world. In her I see so much life and love for a family that has failed her, so I hope that she can find a better home someplace else, where she can be safe, happy and well loved.