Happy endings

When Barbie first came to us, along with a few other dogs from the municipal kennel of Tripoli, she got out of the van and did not start running back and forth, smelling and rejoicing. 

Sshe stayed around with us.

She would fall down and show us her belly, wherever we went she went, and when we started leading each dog to its cage, she followed us without a leash, considering it obvious that wherever everyone goes she should go too.

That alone says a lot about her character.

Its driving force and what activates it is not food, it is not the tendency to chase something, to smell, to play.

Her innate tendency is to follow, to participate, to be part of what is happening in her herd, even if her herd is currently made up of only one human and her.

Every time we take her for a walk she comes, every time we take her to the office she cooperates, she sits, tries to do what you show her to do, and she's with all her being there, with you, focused on what you're doing together and focused on you.

If she were a girl she would be what we call a girl. Tall but not stocky, with girly features, long blonde hair, sweet face, almost babyish and manners.

It is a dog that really seems to have grown up in ways, that knows how to behave, that knows how to do what is appropriate at any given time. She is wonderful and brilliant.

Dionysus found himself in a suburb of Athens called Dionysus, circulating alone. We opened the car and he jumped in, sat in the back seat and didn't move until we got to the vet. 

While he waited at the vet he was a dog, he was sitting cross-legged, and it was really as if we had brought our own dog for tests, which we had trained. 

And Dionysus as we suspected at first, and as we found out afterwards, has gone through training. It's not that he's just learned some "sit" etc. commands from his owner. He has done basic obedience from a professional, and it shows as soon as you put a leash on him. 

He walks perfectly, he knows a change of course, he knows basic commands like sitting and lying down even when there is panic around him, in a shelter with dogs barking, and wandering both outside his cage and inside it. 

His basic training has become second nature to him, and it's really sad that this dog that someone spent money and time on didn't look for, even though he had thousands of shares when he was first found. 

He is a wonderful, beautiful and intelligent dog, who really can leave the shelter yesterday, because we have nothing to help him with at all, on the contrary, the longer he stays with us, the more harm we do to him. 

We don't know what it will be like in a house, but we like to believe that an animal so intelligent and so worked, that knows basic ways of communicating with people, will be able to adapt easily. 

Plato is the camping puppy. Let us explain. 

Plato sits and lies down, and he does this very well, like a genuine campist who goes around camping years in the summers, and has mastered the art of hanging out outside the tent, under the tree. 

He was born in a Roma camp and lived there for the first month of his life. He came to us with his sister Erato, bringing his green eyes, his puppyish freshness, and his flabby, relaxed body, which as he moves aorund while walking, you can almost hear a pla plaf. 

Is he a sweet and good puppy, sociable and tender, who will play, smell around, walk with his harness, play with his toys and with the other puppies, and when he has had enough of all this, then he will hang out next to you or on you, and no matter what, even if theres a party going on next door, he will realx and he will sleep. 

Well, listen to let us tell you how many things Erato knows about her age. 

She knows how to go for a walk in her harness - puppy walk for now, nothing impressive. A little behind, a little forward, a little stumble, a little stumble, etc. 

He knows how to play with toys. He knows how to chew them, pull them, and when he gets bored he knows how to sleep on them. 

She knows how to sit on her creet munching on a kong, and then fall asleep there - or if she doesn't have a crit under the kitchen table, for example (she prefers krit like all puppies)

She knows how to turn her belly around and enjoy caressing, and she also knows, after she's gone for a walk, played and eaten, to calm down and cut herself either on her creed or on your lap. 

Generation is a puppy sociable and cheerful, too cooperative and functional for its age, and too smart and sweet. 

She was living in a camp and she came to us from there with her brother wagging her tail and ready for everything, and he promised her that we'd do whatever we can so she can get everything she needs and everything she dreams of.

Pepper came with her brother, who is almost identical, with a few more white details, and for the first few days we couldn't get enough of looking at those two. We would just give them a toy or two and let them play with each other and we would just fool around, as if we were watching the funniest and cutest sight. 

It is a hunting dog black, lanky, with high legs and ribbed, slender body. It has an ebony and glossy coat that shines in the sun and is like stroking velvet. 

She walks sometimes with her nose down, looking for the smells she thinks she needs to discover, and sometimes with her head held high with her lovely ears shaking up and down. 

She's an incredibly good puppy, she's very cheerful and enthusiastic, she's happy with you, she's happy with walking, she's happy with life, she plays and runs and falls down on her back and melts in caresses, and when you have a treat (and she has an appetite) she sits down, and looks you straight in the eye and even her ears seem focused on you. 

She is an incredibly pleasant puppy to be around, and you enjoy every moment of watching her be herself while slowly guiding her into becoming the best dog she can be. 

He's gorgeous. Black hound, which came when it was a trickle, thin as a feather, with a coat incredibly glossy and smooth, which was like caressing velvet. 

Nelson is a pitch-black, velvety dog, sociable and loving and funny. He goes for a walk and his long legs sway elegantly and it's as if he's walking lightly. A lot of times he goes nose to the ground, looking for smells like he commands him to do his DNA, and he fools around with his sister, and digs holes in the ground, and he curls himself, and he comes to cuddle and do all these puppy things that we love in dogs of this age. 

When he's focused and you're holding a treat, he does the sit down and looks you in the eye with that puppy who wants to be a good kid. 

He is a puppy very pleasant to watch, and very pleasant to spend time with.