One day he came for neutering and rehoming - how many ads start like this.. So he was neutered, and he had to stay with us a few extra days than usual because he needed to take antibiotics and it would have been impossible on the street.
So he stayed, and we couldn’t bring ourselves to return him. We didn’t want to, he didn’t deserve the street. It was a time when the shelter had no room even for a mosquito, and the boy went into a foster home with one of our people.
And so from the street, he found himself in a home and never went through the shelter, he only comes for visits sometimes.
We named him Demos, which is Greek for municipality in, because at some point we would have named a dog like that - so many have come just for neutering from the municipality and never return, so we kept the name for a dog that would fit, and for some reason, it fits him.
Dimos - who for a long time was called 'bebe' (unfortunately, he hears it, sorry) - is a wonderful, young, fresh, pure, innocent, and tender dog.Imagine that he is the dog who one day, when a family came for an appointment to see other dogs, happened to be in the yard.
They asked us who he was, and they fell in love with him so much that they felt guilty for the dogs they had made appointments with.
Dimos lives in a house with other dogs, he is good, polite, and sociable, he goes for his walks on a leash and spends time in the garden as well. He has perfectly learned the 'sit' command, which he loves very much, but at the same time, he is also a couch potato, and generally, he is perfect.
He is fresh, young, nothing has spoiled him, it's like nothing bad has ever happened in his life. He will make a perfect pet, and we are 100% sure of that.
