Bee’s life is like a fairytale. A fairytale that started in Greece and ended in Paris. It never really ended though. The fairytale continues, in Paris, London and all around Europe, where Bee travels with her mum.
I’ve tried and tried to get Daya adopted. The reason she is still at the shelter is probably that she is too average looking- to most people anyway. She is not too big not too small not to hairy not too white not too black…
Monty was rescue about a year and a half ago. Save a Greek Stray was notified about a very sick stray dog, living in a sewer drain somewhere in teh outskirts of Athens.
When I first met Pela, I already had two dogs and absolutely no intention of adopting a third one, because it would make fostering too difficult. The moment I laid eyes on her, I fell in love, madly in love.
There are people out there who will call a shelter and ask for the whitest, fluffiest, youngest dog – those people are a lot. And then there are people like Gina, who will go for the not so fluffy, cute ones – in fact, they will go for the least adoptable of all. Not out of pity, but out of …ehmm… I don’t know how to call it.
Stray dogs in Greece – and all around the world I guess – become familiar with the worst of humanity, and some of them, if they are lucky, with its best. Joker is one of those dogs who have experienced both.
Shot in the face – this was Morgan’s “reward” for approaching one of us “humans” for affection, on February 6, 2015, in Elefsina, in the outskirts of Athens, Greece.
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.
Vlogging is not really my style. I guess it fits better a 20 years old youtuber presenting her weekend at the Marina Bay Hotel in Singapore (or something like that).