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A life shared with an Indie

Nancy, my first dog.

Arpita holding Nancy close when she was a puppy
Arpita and Nancy, together from the beginning.

Arpita and Nancy, a little closer.

Arpita holding puppy Nancy

A little pup, held very close.

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I met Nancy when she was only 15 days old. I was going through depression at the time. She was tiny and weak, so we started feeding her every day and taking care of her. Slowly, she became a part of our lives.

Young Nancy asleep in a blue jacket on an orange blanket
Nancy, taking a little rest.

Nancy, a little closer.

Young Nancy sleeping in a blue jacket

Even a tiny pup needs a very good nap.

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Every day, Nancy would come and sit in my lap. We spent so much time playing together and enjoying those little moments. She helped me through past trauma and depression.

Nancy is an intelligent Indie dog. She is incredibly smart—she even knows how to trick people when she wants something! She is friendly, gets attached to people easily and has such a loving, innocent heart.

“Every day, she would come and sit in my lap.”

A family grew

Then came Charlie, Savi and Dexter.

Later, Nancy gave birth to three cute little pups—Charlie, Savi and Dexter. Watching her become a mother was such a beautiful and special moment for us.

Nancy curled around her three puppies in a soft-lined box
Nancy with Charlie, Savi and Dexter.

Nancy and her pups, a little closer.

Nancy resting with her three puppies

A very small, very loved family.

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Nancy resting quietly on a deep purple blanket
A quiet moment with Nancy.

Nancy, a little closer.

Nancy resting on a blanket

One of the little moments that stays with you.

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What Nancy means to Arpita

I love her so much. Nancy is my first dog, the first one I adopted, and she will always hold a very special place in my heart. The memories I share with her are, and always will be, precious to me.

— Arpita