I need not introduce myself, peasants! I am the DIVA, the operatic soprano who loves to hear her own voice, the leader of the orchestra. Yes, that’s me. And I am a miracle. I found myself in a high kill shelter with too many other helpless, voiceless souls. I was skinny as could be and had a collar imbedded in my neck…stupid humans didn’t realize what a jewel they were dealing with! Well, Mom took me and 14 other wretched souls that week. The stay was suppose to be for a short time, but, well, you know things happen! I have been here for a while now and think I will be staying. I am so gorgeous that someone stepped up to sponsor me, then adopted me, but she can’t bring me home. So, I enjoy life at the sanctuary, secure in the knowledge that I will always have a good home and some place to entertain the masses. “Don’t cry for me, Argentina…”