Hi, My name is Laura and I am fundraising to bring Kelbee, a rescue Siberian Husky, home to Ireland from the Sinai, in Egypt. When I went back to Sinai, a small dog kept sleeping on the porch of my hoosha, looking at me ever so wistfully. At first I ignored just another stray. But those eyes, they got me. The dog was well practiced at seduction!

I discovered they had thrown her week-old puppies away in the mountains to die. She came to my hoosha starving, her udders full and trying to drink her own milk. I was heartbroken for her. I couldn't help but start to look after her and little by little she used those wonderful eyes to suck me in. She's very clever. One can't take heed of every wild dog around, but she adopted me. I called her Kelbee, which means "my dog" in Arabic. It also can sound like "Gelbee," which means "my heart."

I took her by taxi the hour to Dahab to see the vet. I scrubbed every inch of her down in a shower for a couple hours. She emerged this gorgeous Siberian Husky mixed with possibly Saluki. Could this be Jason, the Siberian Husky I had gotten in college and who was my soulmate for the next 14 years, coming back to me?

At the vet's she got all the shots and a passport. I reluctantly decided to spay her because otherwise she might suffer a worse fate being hounded by male dogs, then suffering another pregnancy without the joy of motherhood. Also, camp owners might chase her away if she had a troop of suitors following her everywhere.

She was to wait three months to get a follow-up shot to the rabies vaccination in order to get the required paperwork to travel. I went around looking for someone to care for her for those months.

After a series of people who were good enough to care for her in the meantime, I found Shane, who I had met almost a year before, when Kelbee first adopted me, and hadn't seen since. This, the same Shane who had helped me at the ATM before, when I was trying to protect Kelbee from street dogs that were molesting her, while finding the ATM not working properly, as usual. He had leant me 200 Egyptian pounds because I couldn't get any cash out, a total stranger! He gave me a phone number to call, when I did find the cash to repay him. What a gent! He had a giant dog with him too. He must have taken pity on me, as my legs were getting all wound up in the long lead I had on Kelbee, as I twisted and turned trying to ward off her attackers. I am only 5 foot tall, and he is 6 foot seven inches, and looked quite the picture with his giant Great Dane on a lead. Dahab being a very busy city now, with so many cars whizzing around, you wouldn't want to take a chance there with a dog off a lead. But this time, he had six dogs on leads and was taking them all for a walk down the dirt path by the beach. Turned out, taking care of dogs for tourists was a side gig for him.

We made a deal for him to take care of Kelbee for the months until I could return to rescue her and bring her to Ireland. Since, he has written that she loves the homemade dog food he makes for his pack with chicken, rice, blueberries and carrots. I am quite sure she loves running with the pack too, as it's a Husky's nature.

As I waited and wondered how I would get the means to return and fetch Kelbee before the 50 degree centigrade summer ensued, I swept away any sentiment of powerlessness, and fixed on the determination to make it happen. I reminded myself of the way Kelbee dug that hole in the warm sand and, twirling around a few times, plopped her belly into it so as to get really comfortable for an afternoon nap. And the way she spotted that group of Muslim women, charging right over the wall of their enclosure and onto a pillow she saw in the middle of their circle, her two front legs spread like the sphinx. This dog knew what she was at. They all laughed. Despite their cultural reserve, a couple of them gave her a pat between the ears. They didn't chase her away. She survived those five years. If she can do it, I can take a cue from her.

Now I have news from Shane's wife that Kelbee's ear infection is acting up again. I sent all the extra cash I had for two vet visits and some medication. It could be Kelbee just needs that one on one attention that only I can give her. Shane wants to bring her to Ireland for me and just waits on a plane ticket from me. I have done some research and am aware this requires a direct flight from Cairo to Dublin. He is willing to make the journey with her as long as he has a little travel money to get by on.

This fundraiser is the only way I know how to get the funds required for Kelbee's travel. The plane ticket could be 600 or 700 euros. The food and lodging could be another 600 or 700. I need some money to pay vet bills that could also cost more and I want to be prepared to get Kelbee back to her best health. No dog deserves it more.

As Shane will attest, this dog is truly a wonderful spirit. She became the matriarch to all his pack of dogs he cares for in Dahab for tourists. She mothered a puppy he was asked to look after for a time. She is a loving soul full of personality.

Please kind people, donate a little so I can bring Kelbee home to Ireland to have a forever home always that she truly deserves. Even a fiver will help. You will make one female Siberian so happy. Thank you so much for helping. I will be eternally grateful, and so will Kelbee. Her new home awaits as soon as enough is raised to get her here. Laura