The Diana project.

I adopted my beautiful indie, Diana, when I was drowning in silence and pain. She saved my life. Not by doing anything extraordinary, but simply by being there. By looking at me with eyes that held no judgment, by curling up beside me when I felt I had no reason to exist, by reminding me every single day that I was still needed, still loved, still capable of giving love back.

In saving her from the streets, I discovered that she had saved me in a way no medicines, no therapies, no person could. Diana gave me life when I was ready to let go of it.

That is why The Diana Project exists. Because Diana’s story is not unique —it is the story of countless street dogs who are waiting to be seen, to be loved, and in turn, to save lives in ways we never expect. These so-called strays are not a burden; they are lifelines, companions and family in waiting. Because for every Diana, there are thousands of others waiting on the roadsides, in crowded shelters, forgotten and in pain.

If one street dog could save my life, imagine what thousands could do for others. Imagine the loneliness they could relieve, the hope they could restore, the love they could reciprocate. They are not just strays, they are family members waiting to come home.

That is the heart of The Diana Project — changing minds and saving lives, one street dog story at a time.