It’s funny how standards about beauty change from time to time, but also from place to place.
This is Kiara and she was rescued two years ago from a small village near Karditsa, Greece, when she was about five years old.
This is how puppies like him survive here, feeding off corpses, paper packages, garbage. Rural greece is full of little babies like this one, thrown out in the big world they know nothing about, alone, figuring out ways to quench their thirst and to satisfy their hunger.
Stray means unprotected, vulnerable and alone. Strays here are on death row, living on borrowed time. They are shot, poisoned, ran over and mistreated all the time.
This is technically the story of this particular dog, but essentially it is the story of every stray dog here in Greece, that is considered expendable.
Desperate, starving, suffering, invisible and alone. Those dogs are so alone. And they are so many. So many that eventually, you end up seeing them as numbers, not as individuals.
“These are the situations we come across every day… What kind of life is this? A tiny baby, weighting less than ten kilos, slowly fading away, helpless. He could barely keep his eyes open, being touched was nothing but painful, not one hair left on his body, and a horrible odor following him for meters.
I came across this yesterday and I just had to share it. Animal abuse cases in Greece are an everyday thing, and today I had to choose among a female stray that was set on fire, a puppy thrown down a 10 meter deep well and a number of stray dogs rescued on the brink of death.
Worms are a rescuer’s nightmare, not because the damage they can do is really that bad, but mainly because they are the outcome of days and days of neglect. Rescuing a dog whose open wounds are filled with worms feeding off the rotting flesh paints a pretty good picture of the animal’s ordeal.
Tiny dogs like Dimis are so vulnerable. Trapped in a world too big for them, the dangers that every stray dog faces out there are doubled when you see them through their tiny eyes.