I am a GREEK HOUND MIX, about 2 years old and weight around 20kg.
I don't remember where I came from. My earliest memory is being outside a restaurant; I was a puppy, tiny, funny, cute. People fed me, threw their leftovers at me. "Twoleggeds" are good, they give you food, I thought back then. But soon I found out that the bigger I grew the lesser they fed me. They started throwing things at me, hitting me with sticks; one even landed a kick to my ribs. Life in town wasn't fun anymore, it was dangerous.
One day, this nice lady who wasn't from around here- she smelled nice, she talked different- came to me and sat down right beside me. No human ever sits on the floor! She was oozing compassion and love, so much I felt hypnotized.
Next thing I know I am on the vet's table, her hands stroking me and soothing my terror. The vet called her "ANASTASIA". At that moment I knew I was saved and loved.
I am a good, social boy and despite what people did to me I still like humans. I would love to find my own family, cuddle besides them and go on adventures.
It feels so nice to be petted and scratched around the ears and for that –and the treats - I promise to be loyal and obeying.
I also like other dogs as long as they don't bully me.
"FOTIS" is a picture of health, fully vetted, vaccinated, microchiped, and neutered, also housebroken and leash trained.
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