our last dog was also a rescue--she was an untended, untrained maniac of a border collie who never did learn to heel--but who loved us with every ounce of her bouncy being for 16 1/2 years. she would chase a frisbee until she had to crawl back to us with it in her jaws, because she loved the chase almost as much as she loved us. she quickly learned to behave, and be a part of the family. it broke our hearts to say good-by--but now we get our fix from our grandpuppy (all 60 lbs of her!) who is also a rescue. daughter and i drove 75 miles in near blizzard conditions to get her, and she has never forgotten. she thinks she has two homes, and loves everyone in both houses equally. pets are great--and those rescues are the greatest of all. they know. the really know. and they lavish love on those who bring them into their hearts and homes. your lyla looks like a prize. i suspect you'll always be a winner to her!