It would seem that what could be better than free life on the beach?
Especially when you are a young healthy dog?
Unfortunately, in any situation there are nuances ...
This dog was nailed to friends while relaxing at sea.
The rest lasted 2 weeks and all this time the dog almost did not leave his family - he played with children, cuddled, laid out, etc. You could do anything with him, he was just glad.
I couldn’t limit myself to feeding, because the homeless child simply didn’t leave them anywhere, was ready to sit on the sidelines and wait for hours when they would pay attention to him or find time to play. In the mornings, after a quiet hour and after dinner, the first thing they saw when leaving the door was the happy face of the dog.
The boy lived alone.
The local pack of dogs didn’t accept him, friends saw several times how the pack attacked and tore the poor thing. He fought back as best he could, and then came to them in blood.
Most likely sooner or later he would be torn apart ...
Age a year and a half, young, well-groomed, from where it appeared incomprehensibly.
Friends rested in a small village on the shore, from there everyone leaves for the winter. Around the mountain, therefore, it is impossible to survive in the offseason, there are no people at all.
We would call this place a holiday village, so maybe a boy was brought to the country in the spring, and then, as usual with highly spiritual people, they were left "on free bread" ...
Before her departure, the hostess said that every year in the fall, when there are no people left in the village, a veterinary service comes here and poison the dogs to thin out the numbers.
That is, by the combination of factors, there are practically no chances to survive.
Objectively, the guys can’t take him to the apartment (we know the circumstances perfectly), so we listened to all this and agreed to shelter an orphan at home ...
As he jumped into the car on the day of departure and did not want to get out ...
As they drove in a car with two young children and a dog several thousand kilometers ...
How in Rostov he escaped during overexposure, and then came to the call ...
How frightened he came out near our gate ...
I will omit all this and I will not tell. This is all behind and thank God. Further I will tell only what is happening in front of my eyes :)))
The boy in the aviary.
I have not had time to make a booth for him yet, but we still have warmth and he, like a true vagabond, is used to sleeping outdoors ))
Over time, get used to it, and there the booth will appear :)
The first day he was very confused, did not know how to behave, was very cautious ...
It is evident that the boy suffered.
Afraid of men more than women, afraid of loud noises, afraid of sticks in any form, afraid of swings ...
He is afraid of enclosed spaces, therefore he cannot stay in a locked enclosure, panic begins. He sleeps there with pleasure at night and sometimes during the day, but only if the door is open.
Also, all the paws in scars from beating a pack ...
In general, the gulp sipped, obviously.
With all this, an amazingly cheerful friend!
I saw funny dogs, but there are none, I haven’t seen them ))
He somehow very quickly penetrated us and literally on the second day he stopped being afraid.
You can’t even imagine what happiness is in the face when he sees you and rushes through the beds and through the bushes, just to hug ))
It revolves around the broomstick, bounces in place, the tail is about to come off, it climbs to lick and rubs on its feet! At this moment you understand that you are the center of someone’s universe ))
I chose a place for patrol.
There used to be vegetable marrows, the land is soft and comfortable, and the whole area is under control - a gate, a house and everything around ))
Already on the second day, during our absence from boredom, I ate all the street lamps.
It seems to be necessary to swear, but how to swear, looking into such happy eyes?
In addition, what's the point, then there are no lamps anymore ))
We will swear at something else when we catch on a crime scene :)
By the way, the word "impossible" is the only thing that he very clearly understands and is immediately afraid of (they beat him hard, it seems ).
This is our main event that happened this week.
I won’t say that we’re just like that this event was wanted, or we’re so happy about it, but what happened it happened ))
The difficulties in life that have already arisen and still will arise in our country in connection with the unexpected appearance of a dog are more than paying off with the positive that it radiates in our direction ))
P.S. We just can’t name him.
They wanted to name Pie, in honor of the pet-Pie, it is also red. But how they imagined that we were screaming on the street - Pie, come to me! So shame is the same )))
We thought about Ryzh, as his friends called him, while we were at sea. But somehow it's not that ...
So far, looking at his behavior, Durik got stuck ... But this is clearly temporary )) He is a smart dog ))
P.P.S. After Umka, we did not think of ourselves another dog, except Alabai. For a long time we gathered with courage to take some old man from the AlabaiHelp shelter for survival, and then everything turned out ... I continue to really want the old Alabai, we will see how everything goes, maybe we can take it, the two of them will have more fun )) Durik has no zooaggression at all, he is friendly to everyone )) I don’t lose hope, the main thing is to pull financially, then I can persuade Elena, she’s crazy about Alabais ))
Treat your pet with a complex for cats, we will try to help :)
