Happy endings

You just can't have enough of puppies, and especially when they're like Winnie you can't have enough no matter how much time you spend with them.

Our boy was found in the winter, under a car, when he was the size of a kitten basically. From that day until today, nothing has changed at all besides his size.

He is an incredibly playful baby, who wants to play with you, not alone. As long as you throw the ball, he will run to catch it, as long as you pull the toy, he will pull from the other side, if you run he will follow you, if you call him to come, if you sit down he will come for caresses and he will lie down on his back and surrender.

He is happy, social, and brilliant. Truly brilliant, capable and ready to learn everything. And he is looking for his forever home.

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.