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Stray Dog Victim Of Children’s Cruelty – Romeo’s Story

Romeo was one of the millions of strays in Greece that was unlucky enough to stumble upon some of the worst of us humans. He was spotted by a rescuer in the town of Nafplion, while he was being dragged from a rope around his neck by three Roma Gypsy kids.




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Thriving In Two Legs – Dodo, The Dog That Lost Everything

When I first met Dodo she had already lost her one leg, and Linda was struggling to save the other, and her tail. I remember the wounds, I just took a glimpse at them, while Linda was cleaning her, but I just couldn’t watch.




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Stray Dog Disappears And Comes Back Brutally Abused

Stray dogs in Greece are on death row. Literally. They might not be piled up in shelters, scheduled to get a lethal injection on a specific date, but every day they spent on the streets is one day closer to a brutal and painful death, or abuse.




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Emaciated Pointer Hit With An Ax Has A New Home Waiting For Him

Pointer: affectionate, loyal, friendly, energetic and polite – these are some of the main characteristics of that proud and amazing breed. Anyone who has met a Pointer knows very well what an amazing breed this is.




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Abandoned At Seventeen, This Cat Thrived Against All Odds

Abandoned at 17, after losing everything and being abused and mistreated, Cinnamon came to us angry, confused and full of hatred. And while we thought that her days were counted, she didn’t just survive, against all odd, she thrived. Continue reading Abandoned At Seventeen, This Cat Thrived Against All Odds

Rescue Boxer “Adopts” Abandoned Mother Cat And Her Kittens

Rescue is filled with stories like this one. Animals might not share the same feelings that we do, but sometimes they do seem to know better, and in this case, Gina definitely showed more emotions that most humans do. Continue reading Rescue Boxer “Adopts” Abandoned Mother Cat And Her Kittens

Brutally Abused Since A Puppy, She Now Has A Family To Adore Her

Brutally abused and basically left to rot and die, Jade finally got the life she deserves. She now has a family to adore her and she seems to have forgotten all about her terrible past. Continue reading Brutally Abused Since A Puppy, She Now Has A Family To Adore Her

Rescue Boxer Saves Mother Cat and Her Kittens

I don’t know where to begin. I met with the “family” for a couple of hours. Elizabeth would take the photos, I’d make the video and basically we would help the kittens find a home – I had even come up with a title for the video already: “Rescue Boxer …bla bla..” But there’s so much more to it than just another “aww” cuteness overload story that I’m not even sure I can give you a clear image of what all that actually means. These six represent so much, basically almost everything we rescuers in Greece fight for, and will keep fighting, until we are no longer needed. Continue reading Rescue Boxer Saves Mother Cat and Her Kittens

Fearful And Abandoned Dog Walks His Rescuer Down The Aisle – My Apollo





Fearful, abandoned and sick, Apollo taught me how to rescue, how to love and how to talk about it. My very first video was about him, so I figured the first post on this blog should be about him. I didn’t know what rescue was until I met him. One day I just looked out my apartment window and there he was. Sitting in a corner on the sidewalk, disorientated, confused and betrayed. Someone had probably abandoned him the night before, and that tiny corner in front of the house was his home for the next three days, until I managed to catch him. He was tested, vaccinated and neutered by ZEIL, and was supposed to be given for adoption, but I could never let go.

Trying to teach Apollo how to hunt must have been like trying to oblige left handed children to use their right hand.

His favourite place during the first weeks at home - the fireplace

Αpollo is a mix breed hound. A gun shy mix breed hound. He was probably born by a mother that has spent her whole life chained somewhere, delivering puppies meant to live a life similar to hers, or even worse – the typical life of a hound in Greece. Trying to teach Apollo how to hunt must have been like trying to oblige left handed children to use their right hand. It took his previous owner about two years or so, and after the beating, the terrors and God knows what other medieval techniques he used had no effect, he simply opened his car door and left in front of my house a dog that knew nothing about the city, cars, people. He knew nothing about nothing. He only knew the stick that was probably used on him a lot, and with the slightest movement you made towards him, he would cry as if you had just broken one of his bones.

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So, petting him was out of the question for  months. Playing was out of the question too. He never knew how to play, how to behave and how to live. We had to teach him how to be a dog step by step.  The first couple of months, when I walked him people kept asking me if he was old. But he wasn’t. He was about two years old, but he would walk beside me as if he was in pain and with his tail between his legs. I guess the first two years of his life must have felt like eternity. An eternity of neglect, abuse and sorrow. So in a way he grew old. And now it was up to us to make up for his lost puppyhood.

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I guess the first two years of his life must have felt like eternity. An eternity of neglect, abuse and sorrow. So in a way he grew old. And now it was up to us to make up for his lost puppyhood.

Turning Apollo into the perfect dog was such a smooth process, that if I had to do it all over again, I wouldn’t change a thing. Apart from his “intimacy” issues and all the fears that would petrify him, he was a perfect dog to begin with. He just laid there on his bed and sleep for hours, never made a sound and never even did any damage whatsoever. He was so grateful for the little things his new home had to offer him, and his way of expressing his gratitude was by going as unnoticed as possible.

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his way of expressing his gratitude was by going as unnoticed as possible.

And he slowly started becoming a dog again. We taught him how to play with us and with other dogs, how to enjoy a walk by keeping his tail up high – and his nose to the ground as a typical hound, how to sit for a treat. He was so eager to learn. Within a few months he already knew so many commands, that even I didn’t believe I had taught him all that simply by observing him and trying to get to know him. I was so thrilled. Before meeting Apollo I had absolutely no idea that a dog you pick from the streets can turn out to be the most perfect companion one could ever dream of. I wanted to share my experience with the world, so I posted my first video that was all about him. And then I couldn’t stop. Two years later, Apollo has his own playlist on my Youtube channel.

I became a rescuer thanks to Apollo. He taught me how to do it, he taught me how talk about it and how to film it.

He’s been there on every holiday, every trip, every minute of the day. He’s been there beside me for better and for worse.

I became a rescuer thanks to Apollo. He taught me how to do it, he taught me how talk about it and how to film it. He has been there for me, and for all my rescues after him. A perfect teacher for all my foster dogs that came after him and the perfect example of what a rescue dog can accomplish. There’s a little bit of footage of him in most of my rescue videos, not because I can’t have enough of him, but because he actually is there, beside me, and beside all the others that were rescued after him.

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It’s been about two years since that first video on him, and Apollo keeps evolving every day. He’s been there on every holiday, every trip, every minute of the day. He’s been there beside me for better and for worse. He can now run free in the mountain and come back at recall at any moment, and after three years of being trained and loved and spoilt, he’s afraid of nothing anymore (well, except for that evil ear cleaner that comes out of the drawer every couple of months).

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He walked down the aisle with me on my wedding day, and behaved like a gentleman the whole night. And he’ll be there beside me always, as my friend, my teacher and the funniest creature I ever met.

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