I should have written something sooner, but things are a bit hectic over here.
Since a couple of weeks we’re having a new guest staying with us: his name is Hope. I have seen many things during my stay in the shelter, but I have NEVER seen a dog in such a bad state as Hope.
To give you an idea, here are some pictures of what Hope looked like a few weeks ago.
You probably think that Hope was found on the street or taken from his owner because he was being neglected. The truth is shocking and unbelievable:
Hope was left to die, whilst he was inside the facilities and under the care and supervision of the local animal shelter!!!!!!
In Spain there are many animal shelters that are NGO’s and that depend on donations and get no funding whatsoever. This is the case of the shelter where I was living at. But on the other hand, there are the animals shelters that are run by the local government and paid for by the tax payers money. This is because by law, every city has the OBLIGATION to collect, house and take care of stray animals. These shelters have money, employees, good facilities and collaborate with veterinarians that are paid to take care of the wellbeing of all the animals that live in the shelter.
HOWEVER, this is Spain and in Spain things don’t always work the way they should. When my mum met Hope he was wasting away in his cage, unable to walk, emaciated and covered in injuries. He had been “treated” by the vet and the vet said that there was nothing more they could do for him. And because in Catalonia it’s illegal to put down animals, Hope was left to rot inside his cell and die a slow, horrible death (excuse the harsh words, but there’s no other way to describe what was done to him)
My mum begged and pleaded with the workers from the shelter if she could take him home with her, but the answer was no. Hope is what they in Spain call a “PPP”, which stand for “Possible Dangerous Dog” and because my mum did not have a license for such breed of dogs, she was not allowed to take him with her. But after many discussions and endless begging she finally got the green light to take Hope out of the shelter and to take him home, where he could be taken care of properly and where he was given all the medical care, attention and LOVE that he desperately needed.
To make a long story short: Hope in the end was diagnosed with Toxoplasmosis, which is a disease that is very easy to treat (and should have been detected by the shelter’s vet!!) He has made a miraculous recovery, although he has some scars on his legs that will never heal. Also he is left with a slight balance issue, which could have to do with the untreated Toxoplasmosis. But all in all, he is a happy healthy dog now and he is trying to forget the nightmare he lived whilst being in the shelter.
Aros (and Hope)