Finally has his freedom

Thank you Dr. Gigi for your love and support to Morris. You still have your sensitivity, that makes you a wonderful veterinarian. Morris finally got his freedom. He had to get the injection directly into his heart, his veins had collapsed.

He was covered with these wounds. He couldn't lay down, he was in severe pain. When we tried to lift him he wailed like a puppy. His male part was so infected that it was black.

Click on the image to get it bigger. I asked Dr. Gigi, "On a scale 1- 10 is he a number 9?"

"I would rather say a 10."

Morris was around 8-10 years. His teeth were bad from eating rocks, he was a skeleton.

This was a bittersweet morning. Morris, I am proud over you. Rest finally in peace!

More later!

Freedom Better

His male part looks like it would fall off any day.

Look at his claws

If you blow this picture up you can count his vertebra's

You know that on a picture you gain weight.

All the fur on his back part is gone. Some parts of his ears are gone. His confused and still so kind.

Today's mission was horrible. Down by the beach locked behind big gates stood a skeleton. So sick that half his fur was gone. His claws so long he couldn't walk well.

Water and food he received through the bars from me. I saw there was a gate..open...I got him out. On his whole body was wounds, fresh.

Suddenly I was surrounded by 5 men who told me to put the dog back. I explained. That the dog needed care right away!

"No he is "just" old" they said

"But let me take him for treatments then I return him. AWL will pay. this is not a guard dog, let me make him healthy and he can be a great guard dog"

We argued! I lost, the dog lost....he was put back to his terrible place not long from death.

Oscar the "It"

Animals Without Limits is not laying on the sofa, eating Bon-Bons! This morning at 06.30 Oscar's foster mother Gordana dropped him off at Ylva's place, and his playmate Wilma.

At 09.00 I escorted him to the vet clinic for castration.

Our happy Amore goof is becoming "it", just like many of us.

Big Goof Fox

Today I worked with Fox a little, some education. He is like a giant kid, loving, but doesn't understand that he is big and loves to hump everything!

I stopped by at his former Master and told him that Fox is doing great. I had a friend translate a letter that I handed over. He was very happy.

I got an e mail from the lady that found him locked into a lot with nothing to shelter in. No one gave him food. But she had to return to Wales together with 5 dogs. I, on behalf of AWL, promised we would do our best to get him out and adopted. We did this mainly because kids were mean to him, throwing rocks and gravel at him.

"I heard what you and AWL have done for Fox, thank you so much for helping him, i owe you so much. I hope the little donation i gave helped a little. " Helene.

Helene, thank you so much for your donation, it helped getting him castrated and vaccinated together with a rabies shoot.

This is an Amore dog waiting to get a quality life.

AWL in the news

Yesterday's activity to close the "terrible shelter" was reported on in the Stars & Stripes newspaper. Read it here.

The reporter told me that her editor cut about half the story she had written because of space limitations. I can only assume he cut the best parts that talked about our wonderful Veterinarian, Dr. Inga and great volunteer/friend Ylva. Our many, many thanks to them.

Also, so many thank-you's to Ms Sandra Jonz, the Stars & Stripes reporter who spent the morning with us at the "terrible shelter" and not only wrote a great article, but will perhaps one day go on a mission with us as a volunteer herself.

People coming together to help those without a voice of their own. That's amore.

Heartbreak in a cold Italian drizzle

I've written often over the past several months about the family of puppies AWL found in a "skeleton" house nearby, and have been feeding. We've gone over --- in the dark, in the rain, on holidays --- to feed these little guys and gals, with the hope they would survive and thrive.


Several days ago, when I went, they were nowhere to be found. I returned several times more, but nothing.


Today on the way back from food shopping, the kids were sleeping in the car, so we (my husband and I) stopped by to see. It was deathly silent.


I went off through some tall weeds and brush to see if they were near. Todd went to the three skeleton houses to investigate.


Sadly, he found the answer in the weeds between and behind the houses.





Five little carcasses. Near where they lived, and where we had been feeding them. No obvious wounds, so we suspect they were poisoned. They went too quickly for it to be natural causes (disease, etc.)


One can only imagine the pain they suffered in the end. The common poison here is rat poison, that takes some time to work, and is very painful.


Who did it? Who knows? Maybe the neighbors got tired of hearing their hungry yapping at night when they wanted to sleep. Maybe the property owner got tired of trespassers (us) going to feed them. Maybe kids who thought it would be "fun" to kill some innocent creatures. The only crime these guys committed was being born "unwanted" by anyone specifically. Surely, they didn't deserve such an end.


We found five little bodies. Perhaps the other two got away, were taken away by their mother and father. More likely, their little bodies are hidden from view somewhere, crawled off in the throws of their agonizing death to somewhere we wouldn't find them.


The other day, I told Todd that I sensed the darkness welling up around me. We were making some progress against the terrible conditions for a handful of animals here. The light was winning, and the darkness was raising to fight back. Today, we found some of the result of that struggle between good and evil. These little souls paid the price.


And we are left heartbroken in a cold Italian drizzle.

Today's Mission Possible

A starving cat has a huge scar over her neck. We gave her food and de-wormed her.

Stopped and checked if this Mister needed our help. He assured us he did not!

Saw some old friends, Mr. Ear and Mr. Rope, haven't seen them in a while. Still with an ear infection and a rope hanging tight(!?) around neck. This time they were locked in. We found a phone number and Dr. Inga called. The man promised to call back tomorrow so Dr. Inga could get in and treat Mr. Ear and cut the rope off Mr. Rope.


Remember the chained dogs where their dog houses nearly got drowned by the heavy rain?

We visited the place again, one dog has gotten puppies and the mother was, thank God, released from the chain. (AWL is against chaining dogs)

We told the lady that we would take care of the dogs; spay and neuter and try to find homes for the them (we are not an adoption foundation but what do you do when you see a friend chained up?). If she wanted our help she had to let them free to us.

This is Labrador Amore. We tried to get a great picture but this loving female was so happy for affection that it was like holding jelly. This is the best picture we came up with! She is wonderful this girl.

Found roaming around in the dark five months ago. She is up for adoption. Super friendly and good looking.

Some phone calls when we returned home for some dogs to soon become "it".

This was our morning Amore mission possible!

AWL in the Newspaper II

Panorama apparently doesn't keep the link up for long, but not to worry, here is the article, scanned for your reading pleasure.

AWL in the Newspaper

Our clean up days at the "terrible shelter" are getting acknowledged in Panorama. (page 6 and 11)

• I will also thank Erika Sundman who was the one who made AWL aware of the "terrible shelter".
• Ylva Mercer who cleaned like a man, and made lunch like a woman.
• Kath for 10 big Clorox cans.
• Zina for your dog care package.
• All the wonderfull workers who toiled over the 2 days of effort.
  

And to all you who donated so that we could buy all the medicine, a big amore THANK YOU!