A puppy Inka was not bigger than a shoe but had a brave heart like a lion.There were two dogs in Inka. The first one was affectionate and tender, ready to lick you any time, the other was fearless and daring. When we returned from Moscow, she started jumping around and climbing on us as if she were a monkey. But outdoors Inka rushed with the big dogs as if she were equal to them, not noticing that she was still a little bit bigger than a shoe. Inka died of poison thrown into our yard.
Baron, a young and lively dog, lived with us only for several months. In October 2015 he was poisoned. It is supposed that the poison was put on the path leading to the forest. It so happened that Baron was the first to eat it, sacrificing his life. For two weeks he suffered from convulsions and an inexplicable terror. At one moment it seemed he would overcome and recover, but then he felt worse and got blind before his death. He died in our arms.
Juliet was a small bald puppy, when we brought her to Mochalovo.Our fellow villagers lifted a cry over the entire village, "They have a fleay dog!",as if they had never seen such things. Despite ill atmosphere Juliet recovered,got stouter and her hair grew. She was very smart, active and fearless.She could approach Tora and pull out a bone from under her nose,pretending that she was not to blame. Juliet was poisoned by the Witch from Mochalovo in July 2016.
Simochka is an orphan from the animal shelter in Veshnyaky. We took her 4 days before it was liquidated. Poor thing, she shuddered from the slightest noise, but very soon got attached to us. She has made friends with Oliver.