Emma

I was very small when I don’t know what happened, but I’m sure that the bullet from an air rifle has been in my body ever since. I was wandering the streets alone, and then someone from the other side of the country took me to the shelter in Kecskemét. When I was 9 months old, a nice lady came to the shelter, she liked me very much and although I was fine with the others at the shelter, I was very happy that she took me with her. They said she was going to be my trainer. I don’t know what that means, but it came of a golden life from then on. I could touch somebody all the time, kiss somebody. I got to play with my pack mates, because I even made 4 friends in my new place. I didn’t even mind that I had to study a lot, because I always got a reward if I was good. Sometimes a strange uncle came along who planned to take me with him when I got really clever, but he didn’t want me after all. But I didn’t mind that either, because I really liked being with the others and my trainer, who became now my permanent master. Since then I’ve been to lots of places, played with lots of children, big and small, although they say they’re learning and I’m working, but it’s all happiness. Lots of goodies, lots of stroke… who wouldn’t love that. I love it. Oh and I’m now officially an “facility dog”, whatever that means 🙂