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Stories
Lisa:
Lisa is a
Pharaoh Hound cross, aged about 10 years when she came
in. She was rescued by Freddie, whom people phoned that
a dog has been run over by a car - as usual - leaving
the dog to die in a field!
She had 3 badly
injured legs and scars all over her body. Many people
told us to put her down because the sight of her was
pitiful. She was covered in blood and had bones sticking
out of one leg. We did not give up. We loved her to
bits, hugged her as much as we could and most
importantly treated her little by little. She had her
first operation, but as you can imagine, these
operations costs a lot of money.
After a while she
got used to us and wagged her tail when we approached.
She couldn't walk but she used to be taken out near the
other dogs in her buggy. She was mostly loved and
treasured by one of our helpers, Romina.
One fine day, a
kind lady from Germany, Cornelia, visited the sanctuary.
She saw Lisa and seeing her in such a state she took her
to Germany with her to cure her.
Today, Lisa, now
called Naomi, is happily living in Germany.......
healthy with all four legs! She is still deeply missed.
New mum, Cornelia, healed her and even found her a new
loving home. See below her pictures.
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At the vet for micro chipping and passport |
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Leaving for Germany (at the Airport) |
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Having treatment with Cornelia in Germany |
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Healing quickly |
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Happier days now for Noami |
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Hyundai:
I went to buy a car,
but ended making a rescue. This cutie was running around
in Marsaxlokk. He was named after the car I bought. We
took him to the sanctuary and to the vet afterwards. He
was Leishmania positive. Giving him medications was not
enough. Sadly Hyundai did not make it. He was such a
loving dog.
Betty:
:Betty
was also run over by a car and left to die with one
missing leg. She was rescued by Freddie and taken to a
vet to have her leg amputate. She was only a puppy -
less than 6 months old.
We tried very hard
to home her but no avail. No-one wants a 3 legged dog.
Little did people know that now Betty is still with her
carer - one of our helpers. She is now housetrained and
goes up and down the stairs and runs like any other dogs
during her play!
Bobby:
Being loved by so many dogs is an immense feeling, but
you always will have a favorite one or two. I loved
Bobby the minute I laid my eyes on him. His owner had
just died and he ended up without any home. Relatives of
his owner couldn't keep him. I did not know the reason
but Bobby was homeless and without love. His eyes showed
the grief he felt. Freddie told me to cuddle him and
love him cause his owner just died and so I did until he
breathed his last breath.
Dogs that come from a home die of sadness - yes all of
them do. Bobby refused to eat or drink. Refused to play.
I sat for hours near him waiting for his trust. Waited
with a bowl of food and water desperately. My patience
paid. He trusted me and sat down beside my feet. Still
not eating but was in for a cuddle. I cuddled him and
kissed him so many times. He ate a couple of times but
not that much. His eyes still wore depression. We
played and talked and I became his only trusted friend.
We went out together for some strolls but he was a bit
weak, so our walks were short, so we then picked the
car. Bobby loved my car. He looked out of the window,
sitting down and did not bark for me to open it for him.
When he felt tired he simply rolled on the front seat
and had a nap. His juicy kiss thanked me whenever I took
him back to sleep.
Depression and grief took their toll on Bobby and he
developed a cruel disease. Taking him to the vet and
giving him medicine every day was useless. He simply
refused to live. His look talked so much. I felt him
saying: "I love you but I want to meet my master.... he
loved me and I miss him" Oh God how much I begged Bobby
to live. He needed constant care - which I could not
give him. He needed a Hospital to be given drip but we
have no hospital.
These pictures were
taken on the day that he died.
I did not see Bobby for about 4 days. Freddie was taking
him wherever he went not to leave him alone. Saturday
arrived and I rushed to Bobby. But he was worse now.
Took him to the vet. Went to buy him more medicine but
the hospital refused to give me medicine. They said they
cannot sell me antibiotics for animals! With tears in my
eyes I begged the man to sell me medicine for my dying
dog. My dog who was so unlucky in his life. But this
man, his heart was hard as a rock and refused to give me
medicine.
Bobby died 3 hours later. Maybe not cause of the
medicine, who knows?! Bobby will always be in my heart.
Bobby is in Doggie heaven and as I write this I cry
again. Not for Bobby cause he's back with his master,
but I cry for the many other dogs who are unwanted now,
because the wife is now pregnant, or because the puppy
is not a puppy anymore, or because the pooh smells, or
because the dog is now old and sick and would not play
with kids anymore.
Love your pets. Their love is unconditional. They're
faithful for life and their loyalty is something out of
this world. I
loved you Bobby, wherever you are.
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