I didn’t buy her.
I saw her face on a rescue app—tiny, fierce, already plotting her future—and I flew across the country. We met in a hotel room she would proceed to destroy. Twice.
She didn’t cost me anything at first.
But then came the flights. The crates. The training. The Uber rides with scratched leather. The new fences. The destroyed leashes. The daycare trials (and eventual expulsion). The raw food. The liver treats. The vet visits. The guilt. The joy. The freedom. The chaos. The calm.
And in return?
She gave me a story. And then another. And then—one more. The third in the series is out now: Sauli and the Great Escape. And let me tell you, the title is not a metaphor.

Was it worth it?
You can’t put a price on the moment a wild, scared soul starts trusting you.
You can’t quantify the joy of a dog finally sleeping peacefully at your feet—or the mayhem she stirs up before she gets there.
Rescuing Sauli was never about cost.
It was about commitment.
It was about showing up for someone who didn’t ask to be left behind.
And it was about earning love, day by day, with patience, humor, and reinforced fences.
So yeah, it was the most money I ever spent.
And I’d spend it all again.
Because she rescued me right back.
If you’ve ever loved a rescue, you’ll get it.
And if you haven’t met Sauli yet—start with Book 1. She’s not for the faint of heart, but she’ll get under your skin in the best way.



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