Happy endings

Tiny, sweet and in manners, this is Beatrice. 

With her delicate face, her slender manners and her huge, gnarled eyes, she is soaked in mignon deer. 

She is a sociable and good dog, with enough self-confidence, and with an appetite for walking and an appetite to learn. 

She's a little hesitant about new places, especially when she's out in town with traffic and kosco, but she's functional, she's going for a walk, and she'll need very little time to adjust to a new environment. 

She is a tiny and mature dog, of moderate energy and very cooperative.

He's the most perfect puppy we have at the shelter, and one of the most perfect and smartest we've ever had. He goes out for a walk on a leash and he's perfect, happy, he smells, he's comfortable, he does AND his toilet outside, and sometimes he also grabs his strap with his mouth and it's like he's going for a walk proudly.

He plays great with the other puppies as well as with toys. You throw them at him and he runs to catch them and with minimal effort he understands that if he brings you back, you will play again. And in the end, he brings it to an end again and he is so happy and so good!

Then he enters the crate and sits like a good kid, like a big dog.

The first time we tried to teach him how to sit with food, he caught it all at once. Akita is as if he knew all this on his own. He was born brilliant and capable of everything, and we are not exaggerating. With some proper training work he will become a perfect dog. 

We named him that because when he was just two months old, we used to joke that Kos looks like Akita, and that's how his name stayed.

He suffered a lot as a baby, underwent surgery for intestinal obstruction, had hematuria, and spent time in the veterinary clinic in critical condition.

However, he recovered and returned to the shelter ready to live his life.

Even though he has lost such an important part of his socialization in a veterinary cage, he is the puppy who looks as if he has passed through a house and has undergone pre-training. He is truly a rare and brilliant creature, we love and respect him very much, both for what he has managed to overcome so far, and for the strength of his soul and for his razor-sharp mind.

Akita is in foster care, where he is being trained and truly thriving. He is a very smart dog, as we realized from the shelter already. He has learned the crate very well, which he loves, he is very clean in the house and only goes to the bathroom outside, he is excellent on the leash and doesn't pull, and he lives harmoniously with three other dogs and four cats.

He has been outstanding since the first day he went to his foster home, and for a dog that has grown up between a shelter and a veterinary clinic, this is unique. He is very tall and will become very large.

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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.