Happy endings

Chrisanthi is like a flower bud that is too scared to bloom. A bud that hides inside it the most beautiful flower, a sweet, tender and velvety flower.

She came from the public poundl of Sparta, frightened and discteer, as if she did not know what she was allowed to do and what she was not allowed to do.

She likes human contact so much that she overcomes her hesitation and comes to you to be petted. She follows you loyaly on her walk, and when she relaxes, a smile pops up of what makes you laugh with your soul.

She is a small and short hound, which will open up very easily in a home, and when she does open up, she will become funny and cute - cuteer than she is now.

Charles is a GOOD DOG. That's all..

He is good, in every meaning that the word can have when talking about a dog. He lets you stir his hair, flop his ears back and forth, you smoosh him and he smiles and he ' so happy and he plays and he is a GOOD dog.

He is good with the other dogs, he is good with people, he is good at shelter and he will be very, very good in a home as well.

What else can we say now? We are anxious because dogs like him do not usually attract attention, do not catch the eye, and stay in the shelter more than they should, while they belong to a family. This is what we think about when we look at him, and we apologize to him and the only thing we wish is that we are proven wrong.

Ah. Well this is Sifu and he is: sweet, friendly, loving, calm, smiley and essentially perfect.

These ears, with these whiskers around his face, the round eyes, and the goldern color of his fur, combined with his wonderful character, make him just perfect.

You look at him and you want to turn back time, to rewrite the last months of his life, not to have lost his leg, not to have hurt, not to have cried.

It does not suit this dog to be in pain and crying, it does not suit him to be in a shelter, it does not suit him to have been unwanted.

It suits him to live like a prince, and although for us it's a joy to see him and have him near us, we want him to leave here.

Sifu is a three legged and he is looking for a home.

In the public pound of Sparta, in one of the cages, among dozens of puppies and small dogs was also her.

With her was a male puppy, very similar to her, Eddie. Judging by the relationship between them, they are probably siblings, and we gave them their names from the hyenas in lion King.

When Bonsai came to us, she was about ten months old, and she hasn't grown much since then. She looks like a tiny wolfdog, she has the characteristics but she does not have the size, and the most impressive thing about her is none other than her color.

She has this rare coat, the colour of sugar cane, which depending on how the light hits it, sometimes it looks like light gray, and other times beige.

She is incredibly happy, social and friendly. A dog that is happy, that communicates, that enoyed human contact. She looks at you and falls on you expecting to be petted as she was waiting for you all her life, as if he knows you.

She has recovered from her skin condition, she has gained weight, and she is ready for her forever home. 

Something inside her must be very pure and very fresh, so much so that she managed to cover the ugliness and the filth in which she lived in the public pound of Sparta, so that she would come out of there unscathed and more fresh than ever.

Tiramisu, along with her sister (Stratitella), lived as puppies in a horrible environment, and came out of there fresh and fine, as if nothing had touched them.

Until we gave them names, we called them the tiny, cheeky ones, because apart from tiny they are also cheeky. Her sister was adopted, Tiramisu not yet.

She was born on September 21, she is sweet as tiramisu and tender as a tiramiso, so much so that she runs and when you caress her she melts.