Mitsaki was born on the street. It was the only puppy we found when we went to pick up its mother for spaying, during the spaying campaign we held at the shelter in October of '25.
For the two days that the mother was recovering from the spaying, Mitsaki stayed in a crate with us in the office. And as it sat in the crate, it seemed so alone, incredibly alone.
So, we would take it out of the crate one by one every few hours and hold it in our arms. Sometimes it slept in one person's arms, sometimes in another's. On the third day, we tried to put it back with its mother, and the poor little one growled, and it broke our hearts into a thousand pieces.
And Mitsaki returned to the office with us, and then it seemed even more alone than ever.
Mitsaki (which is NOT from Mitsos) we got from the surname of one of the volunteers whose lap he slept on. We used to call him that affectionately, and the name stuck.
That weekend he was vaccinated, and after the sterilization campaign he went into foster care, where he lives with other dogs, sleeps in a soft bed, and enjoys the warmth he first experienced during those four days at the shelter.
Once his vaccinations are complete, Mitsaki will be ready for a forever home.
