Here's my two rescue dogs.
On the left we have Boston, a Rottweiler mix.
He was heavily neglected and lived his early life in chain. I met him for the first time when he was around 3 years old, I filed charges against the former "owners" and took him back home with me. He was heavily frustrated, aggressive, anxious, he simply didn't know how to be a dog. I worked with him for almost a year before he was able to even enter a dog park. Now it's a perfect spoiled dog and he loves everybody.
On the right we have Tito.
Tito was found on the road, limping. He was hit by a car, badly, so I took care of him. He was a street dog, approximately 3 years old. He's a very calm and balanced dog, it was way easier compared to the poor Boston. He immediately settled in, never gave me a single problem honestly.
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Here's Dr. Jekyll, my sister's dog. He's an unknown mix, 1 and a half year old. He was hit by a car, he risked amputation of his right leg, which is now shorter as you can see. He suffers from arthritis when he plays a lot, we'll figure out what to do in the future to make him as much comfortable as possible.
I've heard about his sad story from a friend, I met him as soon as I could and since my sister wanted a dog, I thought about make them meet. I knew he was the right dog for her.
My sister fall in love immediately, she adopted him but it was hard. During the first couple of months he barked A LOT, showed aggressive behaviour (he loved to bite hands) and anxiety. We later discovered that he switched 3 different homes before meeting us.
Now he's a great dog and once a week it stays with me, Boston and Tito for the weekend. I can't describe how much I love him, I'm literaly crying while I'm writing this message.
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When I'm not at work, I dedicate my life to animals. It just cleanse my soul, it makes me feel useful and alive. Since I've got my first dog, I'm a new man.