Harriet

When I first saw her, she was awfully scraggly.
Thin, matted, but exuding confidence- I fell in love with her.
Perhaps she had been abandoned, perhaps she had not been groomed, she had to fend for herself but was none the worse for it.
No, not little Harriet.
Her mystery made her worth so much more.
I've never known another creature with the ability to take rejection so well.