Why don't people think about their animals? I ask myself this question again and again. This year our family was replenished with three little orphans. Each of them is a little bigger than a cat.
It would seem that such crumbs should be happy, sleep on pillows and know no problems. But it's not like that. All three girls were orphaned one by one. And in the whole world there was no one who wanted to shelter them.
I waited and hoped. Taking them to another house was really a problem, because I already had 15 dogs of different sizes and with different characters. The balance and tranquility in my house are very fragile. But when I realized that no one would shelter them, I had no choice.
No, it wasn't at the same time. First, I picked up Nora. A couple of months later, AmiMia was orphaned and I took her away. And a couple of weeks ago I took Chapa.
Chapa is a completely incomparable dog. She is very calm and affectionate. At first she was afraid of me, but the caress and delicious dog pates quickly melted the unfortunate little heart. Now she has already begun to forget about her grief. Especially since the owner didn't care too much about her and Chapa often had to spend the night just on the street.
So far, I have settled her separately from other dogs. Although I've already introduced her to almost everyone. But I'm not in a hurry anyway. In the morning she happily runs out of her room. Her first friends were Biscuit Seal, Atos and Toffa. Fortunately, I don't have too many conflict dogs. Most of them are always happy to meet new friends.