I don't remember what was before I was caught from the field. My psyche has denied it, I just wanted to survive ... I am a fearful dog, I'm afraid of touch, street traffic, sudden sounds, putting on a collar, not to mention going for a walk. Aunt whispered that I have a chance for a temporary house, where I would visit a groomer, I would see what peace is, full of bowl and love. A behaviorist will look after me, who will raise my self -esteem, he will teach that touch is pleasant and good. I often have my eyes, I probably have allergies to cereals and chicken. Or maybe someone will spot and love me? I would like to have my family, so patient, full of empathy and conscious work with me. I like cats and dogs.

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