Zena's name is properly spelled Xena. She is the severely abused dog that Noah's Ark took in and has given very special care to. Read the past history here: http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/zena-the-warrior-princess-dog-rescu...
Xena has finally come to live with my daughter, Lauren. Xena will break your heart. She is breaking mine. Her body is scarred. She lies on Lauren's couch and hides under the cushions for safety. She doesn't make a sound. Not one sound. Not a whimper, not a bark. She just lies under the cushions and hides and sleeps. She has a blankie.
She won't drink water or eat when anyone is around.
Xena is beyond timid and so sweet. There isn't a mean bone in her body. She is only sweetness.
Xena doesn't ask to go outside. In fact, she is too afraid to move at all. On a positive note, she is progressing. Now Xena will let Lauren walk her around in the yard a little, and Xena will sniff around a little bit the way dogs are supposed to do. Xena is so brave. Lauren hopes that in time she can take Xena for walks outside the yard.
Xena will look up now when we pet her -- sometimes. This is very brave of her. She gets petted a lot.
We don't ask anything of Xena, though, we would dearly love to see her happy and frolic and even be naughty.
Later, when we can be sure she won't be frightened, we will take pictures of her without a flash.
I have so many questions, as you can imagine. How could people have been so cruel? What abuse had they themselves taken? What joy they could have had with Xena and missed out on. Had they given her a name, and what was it? How did Xena survive? How did Xena get away? How can such a thing even happen, and what is the meaning of it all?
And, meanwhile, Xena is a sweet sweet blessing.