Good morning, it's me Tobi. They call me an ideal dog, calm, polite and balanced. I took care of the puppies of Misia, with whom I lived in the foundation, as if they were my own children. The volunteers say that I walk beautifully on a leash, I don't pull or tug, but I don't see anyone willing to take me home. For now, I'm wandering around the garden and wagging my tail at the sight of my guardians, learning to trust people again. Have I already forgotten about the chain and the wound on my head? I still remember the bad past. But a full bowl, good food and delicacies allow me to forget. Will you put some good food under my Christmas tree? Please.

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