Zinny was brought in to emergency in a state of severe respiratory distress. She was so tiny, barely 2 pounds, that she fit onto the palms of two hands. It wasn't her owner who brought her, but two young women in the house who couldn't bear to watch her suffer. Radiographs showed that her lungs had filled with fluid. With no evidence of oral burns that might indicate electrocution, she seemed to have choked on something. When the doctor broached the possibility with the clients, they immediately agreed that a little boy in the household was likely to have been overly rough, and perhaps even intentionally choked her. These kind young women, just on the brink of leaving home and making their own way in the world were willing to go into debt to support Zinny's ICU care. But there was little confidence that she would survive her puppihood in the house, even if she did survive this incident. The girls relinquished her to us. After several days of intensive care, including two days of oxygen, diuretics, electrolyte support, and pain medications Zinny recovered. She spent a couple of months with our veterinarian, Chloe, and Gildy, growing strong, wild, and scruffilicious with wild title hairs sprouting on her chin, feet, and the tips of her ears. During the course of one week, we watched as one ear made its way into an erect position, the other remaining floppy, in an unbearably adorable manner. Zinny found a home with Bodie, aka Guapo. We receive pictures from her family every now and then, and think about what a sweet and wild little girl she was.