She was all alone, just cowering in the piazza opposite where I work. We'd been doing a promotion in the Piazza with a bunch of the younger kids (I'm an English teacher) and I was just packing everything up when one of my students came to tell me there was a baby dog hiding under a bench, I went to have a look and there was this little bundle of white fluff, a bit dirty, very hungry and thirsty but certainly very friendly! I scooped her up, took her across the road to my school and gave her some water and settled her down in a quiet corner in a box. I fell in love with her instantly and asked my boss for the rest of the day off to take her to the vets and get to a pet store to get everything I'd need to care for her. My boss is a dog lover and thankfully agreed!
I took her to the vet who estimated her age at about 4-5 weeks; it's quite common here in Italy for puppies to be taken from their mums that early. Both the vet and I agreed that she was most likely given to somebody as a present and they hadn't realised how demanding a very young pup can be so they'd 'lost' her.
But I'm glad they did as my little Chewie has fast become the best thing in my life, I cannot wait to get home and get puppy cuddles from her and snuggling on the sofa with her curled on my lap is just about the best feeling in the world!!