Generally we murmur against unneutered dogs that are the reason for large stray dog population in the capital city, or against the serial dumping of pets on the street as a no longer needed item. Well, this case is slightly different.

Dick is one curious 9 year old torso, which looks almost authoritative with its breed when you see him, but the moment he jumps on you to lick your face, somehow you forget that this should be a pit-bull breed – the scary one that makes people surround him from far while on a walk. Well, we’re prejudiced and probably this is the reason why the pit-bull Ziggie, Glady and Pencho can’t find their own person yet so long.

The story of this glorious hippo is the following – nine long and happy years he was looked after at home. The couch is his – not that he doesn’t share it, on the contrary – he is dealing quite well occupying just half of it when someone else is sitting there. However, a person that does not like animals needs more than that.

His owners take home the mother-in-law during the winter and the same couch becomes her bed. Dick was totally OK with that, but the mother-in-law was not. He would jump on the couch and she would chase him away and yell at him all day long making him feel unwanted. Finally, the owner issues an ultimatum – you either re-educate our 9 year old dog, which has been looking after our couch all his life, to stop doing this, or remove him from our house! So what do you think the owner does? – He starts to regularly beat Dick in order to break his habit… But how could the boy understand that something he’s been doing all these years is suddenly wrong and forbidden!? That’s hard… and on top of that, he hits him with a stool! This is how, one wonderful day, during the serial beating, the boy was not staying stunned while the hitting was getting harder, so he bites the stool, with which they hit him. And – that’s it! He is aggressive, dangerous, stupid, and not obedient to me – therefore I don’t want him in my home. However instead of finding him a new home or a different solution to the problem, the owner decides that he would euthanize a healthy, energetic dog that did not deserve that in any way. So they brought him to us, we refused, and they left him in the shelter.  At first he was very worried and anxious, but he is relaxed now and is absolutely adorable, sweet and affectionate.

Since he was looked after in a home for so long, he is totally domestic, and ever since he is with us, he occupies the rests room, where the staff eats and Dick is getting attention on a regular basis. Besides that, he has won not one and two hearts of the volunteers who come in the shelter.  Perhaps you probably understand that this is not a way to look after a dog, however, and Dick needs a real family – with a large couch and a solid owner, who can hold him on the leash during walks, although we have noticed that he listens to the caregivers and doesn’t pull that much.

If someone is interested in the boy, you’re welcome to see him in the shelter personally!

Playing:

They say “noone wants the old dogs”… Yeah, right! Not when those dogs are aristocratic, small and charming as hell. Like Dedi!

Not Dedi, anymore though… His new name is Malcho. He used to be Dedi when he was an unwanted old boy with us. He is now a dearly loved family member in his new home with Darina Petrova!

Who would abandon a pincher on the street in this winter and in such a dreadful condition is a mistery. The fact or the matter is that he was ofund nearly starved to death, with a very serious infection and also a lifeless leg hanging behind. Thanks to his fosters and mostly to his adoptive mommy Darina – Malcho has recovered, put on weight and is feeling brand new!

Seing these photos it is hard to explain to you how bad this little doggie was looking. His condition and bloodcount was so severe that we were unsure if he was going to survive at all. Instead, Dedi is doing so fantastic that we are actualy re-aging him! He is not a grandfather as we thought when we saw him first. He is a boy of 8-10 years, it’s just that his condition was so horrid…

No more worries for Malcho (his names means “little one”) – thanks to Darina Malcho will have a wonderful life ahead of him. And guess what!? That leg that everyone thought needed to be amputated could actualy be operated and healed! So when Malcho gets a bit stronger – he will also be given the chance to enjoy running on all four!

What a happy fairytale!!!

We present you Dancho, Kuncheto, Fattie, Rupart, Dixie and Palechka.

Dancho is the most savage. When free, I almost can’t see him, he won’t stop running and jumping. If someone is squatting next to him, he always finds a way to climb through a leg, or a back, and to lick their face. Otherwise he is the most cautious and approached us with mistrust – while the rest have already walked around the whole house, he was sitting and watching us. Kuncheto is the clever one. Always finds a way to get out of the “prison” and come to us. She is no less crazy, but when left alone in a room, she finds quiet occupations to nibble something. Fattie is all clear. He is the first to eat, and last to run after the others since his tummy is heavy to him J He is the only one who stayed quiet and lied down when left alone with his thoughts. There is a chance he won’t drive his future owners mad J He is the bravest of all three and is not much afraid of the big Rosa so he plays with her tail.

Dixie – female

Palechka

As babies:

Dancho – rehomed

Rupart – rehomed

Fattie – rehomed

Kuncheto – rehomed

Miro

Belchi - Adopt

Miro is an extremely calm pup. He doesn’t run, he doesn’t jump, doesn’t bark, doesn’t bite … except when there’s another pup with which to do all this. BUT when everyone in home is calm, he lies down somewhere and relaxes. At home, they stay with Rosa on the bed all day and never do any troubles. He is shy and a bit timid. He is even shy to start playing. He is affectionate and loves human company, but he won’t refuse Rosa’s company too and he loves sleeping leaning on her bottom.  Compared to him, Belchi is a total silly fool. He runs, he jumps, he bites, he is mad… he has a lot of energy and doesn’t save it. He loves biting the years and legs of the bigger dog (Rot). They both don’t mind cats.

Hi,
My name is Toshko, but they often call me Toshi. I’m probably about 3-4 months old; nobody knows why they found me in a cardboard box a month ago, in front of the block entrance in a neighborhood in the capital city. Box like a box, entrance like an entrance, neighborhood like a neighborhood. Just that on my box it said “Help Terry. This is how they called me before I was taken in my new home. They say when they took me out of the box, I used to be really small, skin and bone and a round, bloated tummy. They also say I had almost no fur, this is how advanced scabies I had.

In beginning

As for me, I don’t remember anything from then. When they tell me about these times I just watch, I watch unbelievably and nod politely. They probably take me for someone else, I am so optimistic and cheerful, how is it possible that such things happened to me…

See, I am a big man now, at least three times bigger since I got in the apartment of my foster person. She says I’ve embellished after my fur grew and I became stronger. Here I live with 3 cats and one dog and it seems like it’s getting tight in space for me. But I so want to play all day long with everyone! Even the smallest kitty looks like a perfect game partner for me. I just don’t get why it doesn’t think the same way and as soon as it sees me coming closer with lively steps and shiny eyes, it tries to run away higher.

Oh and how I love playing with my friend Konti. He is grown now, he’s a year and a half old. He sometimes tells me about a place called Bogrov, where he used to live before coming here. He says I was very lucky I didn’t wait long to be found. Strange things, what luck, I am the luck myself – without me, this apartment would be such a quiet and ordered place, absolute boredom!

Otherwise they praise me as being very smart. I know what I should and what I shouldn’t do, where to pee, which bowl is mine and which is the kitties’. I also know I should not lie on the bed, but when the lady is gone, I just lie down there for a bit to eat my little bone. Of course, she’s not the only one to sleep there. She also says I have a huge potential to learn to sit and lie down, to walk on a leach and overall to become a raised gentleman. Not a big deal, as long as I can hug and play with someone all day long!

Do YOU want to play together?