MY NAME IS
dziadek
I LIVE IN
Azyl Psów Zapomnianych w Wołczynie
Old, blind with little dementia is me Dziadek, a dog thrown in the woods, at night. Good people took me, at least I thought so, because after a week they abandoned me to the same place until I finally got to asylum. I walk aimlessly all day and cry terribly when they close me in the pen. Now I sleep at the volunteer house and I am fine but I need good food and diapers, because unfortunately I do not always keep urine. Will you help?
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