Happy endings

Velvet creatures in the wrong hands all the time, and when they come to us something is always broken. Something is broken in their bodies, or in their souls, or both.

Odysseus found himself in Kapandriti with his left hind leg hooked by an old fracture, walking around alone looking for him, not knowing what either. What these dogs are looking for is usually something they've never had anyway. He has been amputated and will now be a tripod.

When we went to collect him he was in panic, in pain and barking, and we were told he was aggressive. This dog has no trace of aggression. What he has is a velvety coat and a velvety soul.

It's a dream dog. There is no more velvety hair than his own coat, there are no more impressive ears either, and when he comes and caresses you, you want to further wrinkle his face, which is made of dough, and shape it all over again.

It's a dream dog. There is nothing more velvety than his own hair, there are no more impressive ears either, and when he comes and caresses you want to wrinkle his face even more, which is made as if from dough, and shape him again from scratch.

He is a very friendly and kind dog, who gets along perfectly with other dogs and people. He trusts, follows, rejoices and plays and is also very caressing. His wonderful airplane ears make him look like he's ready to fly, his thin, athletic body and velvety coat make him stand out, but more than that, he stands out because he's a very good dog. 

There is this old Greek song, Johnny the dog cather.

This is what we sing to him, the lyrics are something like this: "I am Johny the dog cather, haiho haiho, I have slaughtered all my friends, haiho haiho"

And just as the rhythmic gait goes, so do his heavy and fat legs. He's walking like dude, with a serious look on his face, and a I don't take much attitide.

He's a serious and mature puppy, and even when he's playing, it's like he's trying to do you a favor because you know he's a puppy and you're waiting to see him do something puppy too, brother.

He plays and has the style of "anyway, let's do this too until I grow up". His style when he walks slowly and bored is as if he went to the café and they didn't treat him to ouzo, they didn't give him wine (also lyrics from the song) and now he is upset.

In the midst of all this, he is AND tender at the same time. He comes with this style and he sits and you caress him, and he throws his weight on you and charms you because you think "wow look, Johnny the heavy, he has this sensitive side that he showed today only to me". Okay, no matter how much we write never ends.

Johnny is a baby, but he's a mature baby. We haven't seen a more mature puppy. You can see from now on this something that has a sheepdog, made to sit serious and fill the space with its presence. Only his presence is enough.

He goes for a walk - he went from the first day we passed him on a leash as if he knew, he goes to the toilet for a walk as if it is self-evident that this is what he would do, he can also play with games but usually from a sitting position because he is bored, and when you put him on a bed he lies down and sleeps and that's it.

We have not heard his voice once. He never whined like a puppy, he didn't do stupid things and he still doesn't. It may also be an ideal puppy for someone who is afraid of the work puppies need and has neither the experience nor the appetite to deal with the craziness of this age.

Linen is the sweetest, the most submissive and the most social puppy, and she was like that from a very young age.

Even though she was born to a phobic mother, and her siblings were very hard to catch even though they were only two months old babies, Lina was the only one who came straight to our feet, we hugged her and just put her in the carrier box.

She has an innocence and always has good intentions and good moods, he is an open, kind, and pure puppy.

She is great with other dogs, she plays very politely and nicely, she is excellent with people, and she always falls on her back and shows her belly, a sign of absolute confidence. She's relatively submissive, but not timid, she's just too sweet.

When he smiles, it is as if the whole world is smiling, as if spring is coming. Even though she is still small, she already looks like the good, sweet and affectionate dog she will become when she grows up. She trusts and loves people, trusts and loves dogs, and has all the skills to become an excellent pet.

She has a maturity in her joy, and very good manners, and she is the puppy that, no matter how happy he is, never becomes tired.

We don't know where to start describing. By its beauty? By its character? From his velvety coat?

It is a dream dog, not only in appearance but also in general. The Dakota is young, he is strong and binary and mature and intelligent. He's the dog you'll walk down the street and they'll look at you. 

It looks like these hounds from some old paintings of the last century decorating old mansions that have now become museums, the huge ones in the golden frames, showing noble lords out hunting.

As if from such a painting it is taken out. 

The Dakota is a very good dog, relatively mild, despite his young age and the fact that he is a hound, is quite good on the leash, likes to walk and enjoys human company. 

All dogs become sweeter as they grow older, but there are also adult dogs that you can tell have always been sweet, since their youth. One such dog is our Happiness, the little girl.The sweetness of her soul is evident in her eyes.

She was found as a stray wandering the streets, with her leg and heart broken. A dog that lives for people, who had the fortune of being seen by a volunteer who understood her need, contacted us, and that's how Happiness came into our hands.She is now in foster care, enjoying a soft bed and the safety of a home.

She is exceptional. We can't describe how exceptional she is. She is spotless, waits for her walk to go to the bathroom, doesn't pull on the leash, is amazing in the house, and with the cats and the other three dogs; in general, she is a little dog that knows exactly how to behave as a pet in an apartment.

She is an incredibly affectionate dog, incredibly people-oriented, and incredibly good, and when she is happy, she does little jumps as if she is a puppy, with her feet that look like a frog's, and her ears going down.

Sometimes when you throw her a toy, she hesitates and picks it up in her mouth for a moment, as if she doesn't know if she should, as if she doesn't quite remember if she did that when she was a puppy. If you persist, she starts to tug at it timidly, and she is generally on a very good path to learn to play again.The joy we feel seeing her sleep comfortably and carefree in her bed is indescribable.

We named her Eftyhia which means hapiness in Greek because we wanted a name that is beautiful like her soul, and as lucky as we wish she will be.

Eftyhia will come to your home and will adapt immediately, she won't cause you any problems, and you will love her the moment you see her. All she wants is three walks a day, a little playtime that she loves, cuddles, good food, and human companionship.

When she is in nature, her hunting instincts awaken, and you can see her in all her glory; however, she has also fully adapted to an urban environment and enjoys city walks.

Her right leg has an old fracture that has healed a bit crookedly, and this leg is slightly shorter than the other. It doesn’t hurt as much as it used to at the beginning, and she is completely functional; she walks, runs, and plays as if nothing is wrong (and she also jumps on the couch, although she prefers the dog bed or the crate over the couch).

Whatever you imagine a cute puppy to be, that's it.

He rejoices, he smiles, he runs, he hops on the grass, he walks on his strap like a proud cowboy, you call him and he runs at you with a smile up to his ears, he falls on his back and makes bellies, he plays with his toys, he wags his tail, he digs into the tall grass with his short legs and then he does the hop again, And he does all this with his eyes squinting, his legs short, his tail proud, and his body the improbable of a short dog of stature.

He's perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect dog.

She was adopted by a couple and came to Athens from an island, the couple divorced and the first thing left unclaimed was the dog. Instead of arguing with each other about who would get him, neither of them wanted him. We will never understand some things, but anyway.

Tsouki is now with us and is looking for a new family, this time forever. You should have the will and appetite for a puppy. You will have a great time with him, both at this crazy and beautiful age, and at all the following ones.