Life for dogs in kennels where they are simply stacked on top of each other, as if they are things crammed into a warehouse is incredibly hard. It is a daily struggle for survival, in the most literal sense of the word you can imagine.
In the public pound of Sparta, hunger, isolation, and unbearable everyday life made the dogs literally kill each other. This girl was circulating among other dogs the day we first walked in, with the tail cut in half, with bites and hacks everywhere.
Our little one has recovered, her woundshave healed and the sadness in her eyes has dissappeared. She has forgotten, she wags her tail and she is happy. All dogs forget, not because they do not have the ability to remember the past, but because they trust the present.
Ellie is a sweet, loving, social dog, and she is ready for her forever home.
