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Hello, My Name is Phillis!

I was born under a junk pile in the middle of the woods when I was two weeks old. My estimated birth date is September 17, 2025. I have had a rough beginning at life. I am a female and will be spayed and brought up to date on all vaccinations when I am the appropriate age. I am assumed to be Pit/Husky mix, but my new caretakers have sent out a DNA test to see exactly which breeds I am. At 2 weeks old I weighed 2.12 pounds. I will most likely be a medium to large size dog.My litter's DNA and Genetic Health Testing Results are in. Voiceless Moments holds prize winning contests that allow people to guess our different breeds. The contest has not been held for our results yet. Follow us on Facebook, our contest is the week of October 27th. (www.facebook.com/voicelessmoments). Once our contest is over, we will announce it in the bio section of each of the pups.

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My Story

y name is Philis, and my story began in the most unlikely of places—beneath a forgotten trash heap, hidden deep within the whispering woods. My very first breaths were shared with my brothers and sisters, our tiny bodies pressed close for warmth and comfort in the darkness. Those first two weeks were a fragile dance with survival, each day a true testament to our will and the unbreakable bond between us. When hope finally found us, it felt like a miracle—gentle hands from this organization reached out, lifting us from the wild and carrying us toward safety and love. I will never forget the kindness that changed everything for us.

I’m told I was born around September 17, 2025—a date that means so much more than a birthday. It’s the moment my journey truly began, one filled with unexpected blessings and second chances. Since then, my siblings and I have been wrapped in warmth and kindness in a loving foster home, surrounded by people whose caring hearts have given us hope. Every soft bed, every gentle touch, and every kind word feels like a treasure after where we started. I am so grateful for every moment of safety and love.

Now, at just six weeks old and weighing in at 4 pounds, I’m growing stronger and more adventurous with each passing day. My round puppy belly and oversized paws are reminders of the dog I’m destined to become. I still need special puppy food for at least my first year to make sure I have the nourishment and energy to play, learn, and thrive. I’ve already received my first puppy vaccination and flea prevention—small but important steps on my path to a bright, healthy future. I am so thankful for the care that keeps me safe as I begin to explore the world around me.

I’m an endlessly curious little boy with a gentle soul, and my mixed heritage—Pit, Husky, and Cattle Dog—makes me truly one of a kind. My soft, patchwork fur is a reminder of where I come from, and my expressive ears perk up at every new sound, always listening for the next adventure. There may be even more surprises in my DNA—if you’re curious, the rescue can share the full story. What I do know is that I’ll likely grow to be a medium to large dog, made for adventure and companionship. For a peek at my family’s DNA reveal, follow the organization on Facebook. Every part of me tells a story, and I can’t wait to share it with my future family.

Just a couple of weeks ago, I had my very first intake exam—a moment I will always remember as a small but shining victory after everything I’ve been through. Caring hands checked me from nose to tail, their gentle touch easing my nerves as they listened to my heartbeat and looked into my bright eyes. I was given medicine to keep me strong, and the news was better than anyone could have hoped for: no cleft palate, no hernia, and a clean bill of health. For a little pup who started life beneath a trash heap, being told I am perfectly healthy truly feels miraculous—a new beginning filled with hope and gratitude.

Right now, my eyes—like most of my siblings’—are a dazzling blue, bright and full of wonder, reflecting the world with every curious glance. I’m told they might change as I grow, settling into their final color between weeks 9 and 16, but for now, they shine with hope and curiosity, like tiny sapphires. Every day, I see more reasons to believe in kindness and new beginnings.

I’m bursting with the boundless energy of a puppy, and with my unique mix of breeds, I’ll need plenty of playtime and adventure—chasing toys, tumbling with my siblings, and exploring every nook of my foster home. I already love being cuddled and held in gentle arms, savoring the safety and love I never knew I could trust. Life wasn’t always this soft; my mother stopped producing milk when I was only three weeks old, and we had to say goodbye far too soon. But I’m proud and so grateful to be thriving on solid food and water now. My heart is full of hope as I greet each new day, ready for whatever comes next, and thankful for every moment I’m given.

I’ll be ready to find my forever family after November 12th, when I turn 8 weeks old—a moment I dream about every day. I’m still too small for my spay surgery, but my rescue will help my new family by recommending a trusted veterinary clinic if they don’t already have one. After I go home, I’ll still need two more series of vaccinations to stay healthy and strong. My adoption fee is $175, but when my family shows they’ve completed all my vaccines and my spay, they’ll get $75 back—a small thank you for giving me a chance at a loving life. Important paperwork will come along for the veterinarian to sign, marking each step of my new adventure and my journey home. I can’t wait for the day I meet the family who will love me forever—I’ll be ready, tail wagging and heart open.

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