My name is Azyl, and I came to the shelter from Radys. I survived a living hell there - I was bitten by other dogs, I only ate low-quality raw meat, and I had contact only with men whom I was so afraid of that I would wet myself... Then I came here, where I am now. And everything changed. I changed... I quickly became the host of the main yard. I accompany the staff and volunteers during their shifts, get along with all my doggie friends, have some authority, and keep things in order. I quickly establish the running speed and noise level. When howling, I communicate with ambulances and fire trucks passing in the distance... I'm friends with Penne and Klucha, and despite having spondylosis in my spine and a front paw that's damaged in a few places, I jump around like a young deer. Everyone says I'm a wonderful, smart, and well-balanced dog - I won't deny that out of politeness.

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