We
have recently visited the Greek island of Zante and whilst over there
we fell in love with a stray Gordon Setter that had been dumped with no
food, water or shelter in a churchyard in Zakynthos Town. He was trying
to follow tourists and tried to get on the coach with them. He was found
eating wood because he was so hungry. He was thin and emaciated, but
always seemed to crave human contact. It is thought that his original
owner purchased him as a hunting dog and that he was no good so was
disguarded like rubbish to fend for himself. Most stray dogs only live
up to 12 months, as they are often beaten, abused, poisoned, some have
their legs tied together and are dumped in the mountains to die a slow
and painful death.
We were so moved by his plight to survive that
we have paid for
him to be kept in a secure kennel while we raise funds to fly him home
to the UK. My daughter was 9 years old yesterday has written a moving
story about her time with Bebis and Zante Strays. Please read the following true story written by my daughter.
My name is
Lily-Kate and I am 8 ¾ years old. This year I went on holiday to Zante.
In Greece people don't have much money
to feed their animals. There are lots of stray cats and dogs that have to catch
mice and beg in restuarants for food. Lots of Greek people own dogs and some tie
them to trees or barrels all the time. This upset me because dogs shouldn't be
tied up all the time and kept hungry, they should be taken indoors and cuddled,
fed, loved and taken for a walk. Some dogs and puppies that nobody wants are
dumped in the mountains or in another village and some are thrown in bins like
they are rubbish being left to fend for themselves. Some are lucky and are
rescued by kind people, others are left to die a long suffering death.
Mummy contacted a lady called Margarita who
runs an organisation called Zante Strays and we went to see a stray dog called
'Bebis' who had been rescued of the streets of Zakynthos Town. Bebis had to
stay at a Pension, this is what greek people call kennels because Bebis didn't
like cats. Maybe he was trained to chase them, no-one will ever know for sure.
When Margarita drove us to where he was
staying it looked like a prison. We eagerly got out the car and there was a
girl waiting for us. She let us in to see Bebis, he looked so sad behind the
bars of his cage. I called his name and his tail started to wag and Im sure he
was smiling, but WOW his tongue was huge and pink!
Mummy wanted to take him out to see whether
he liked us. We were allowed some special time with him and he was a big gentle
boy. He loved cuddles and cleaned all my face and ears with that big pink
tongue. It felt like velvet.
Mummy loved him straight away and I did
too! What was there not to like about this gorgeous boy? Daddy didn't take much
convincing either, with 3 sets of pleading eyes looking at him, he soon melted
and enjoyed a blokey kind of bonding with Bebis.
We asked if we could take him for a walk,
but we couldn't because the girl that had met us at the gate was busy and
wanted to go. When we were leaving she grabbed Bebis and shoved him back in his
cage making him cry out loud. I could tell by Mummy's face that she was angry
and wanted to get cross with her, but we knew that we were guests and would
hopefully be able to meet Bebis again and rescue him from this prison. We
collected a stray called Thomas and I took one last look back at Bebis who was
looking sad again. I wanted to cry.
It was funny when we we left because a
phone started ringing in Margrita's car and nobody recognised the ring tone. It
turned out that Margarita had accidently picked up the grumpy girls phone.
Mummy said it was 'Karma' for hurting Bebis.
Thomas enjoyed being in the car with us and
was also rescued by Zante Strays and was being moved out of the prison and to a
foster home. After a short drive we arrived at a big house and I remember
thinking, Thomas you are one lucky boy! Natasha was special and devoted to
looking after animals that nobody loved or wanted. She showed us around her
garden and we saw a white dog in a run, he moved to the back as we approached
and Natasha explained that someone had deliberatly tied wire tight around his
belly and then dumped him, alone to suffer. He was rescued about a year ago and
was starting to trust humans again, but only one small step at a time. At least
he has all the care and love he needs and is safe from bad people.
I sat on the steps and cuddled a rescued
white puppy that had also been dumped to fend for itself and then other dogs
started to come and investigate me. Mummy said that I looked like Dr Dolittle
(he loved animals as well).
We then had to leave because Natasha had to
go to work at her paid job. She is a volunteer for Zante Strays, which mummy
says means you open your home and heart to help defenceless animals and receive
their unconditional love in return. If love could be counted volunteers would
be gazillionaires!
Next we had to drop by Margaritas house
because someone was coming to mend something. This meant that we could play
with the dogs at her house. Daddy loved Ody because he was so laid back, we
played with the dogs and Mummy took some photos in between the licks and
cuddles. It was soon time to leave and go back to our hotel.
Margarita asked us if we wanted to go on a
sponsored dogwalk on Wednesday to raise money for a rescue dog called 'Calvin'.
Calvin was born with a hip problem which means its painful for him to stand,
sit and walk. He needed to go to the mainland to have his operation which was
going to cost a lot of money.
Margarita sent Mummy a message to say that
a lady called Bettina would pick us up at 7pm. I was so excited that we were
all ready and waiting in reception by 6.30pm. We waited and waited, but still
no sign of Bettina. Mummy messaged Margarita to say we had been forgotten, as
it was 8pm and the walk was about to start, but in Kalamaki!
It turned out that Bettina didn't know what
we looked like, so sat in her car outside, so we never got to go. I was so sad
and angry with Bettina. I even told Mummy I hated Bettina for not picking us
up! I started to cry because I wanted to see all the kind people and dogs
again, especially 'Calvin' the dog that needed the operation.
Margarita contacted Mummy and we were able
to see Bebis again. When we arrived he was so excited to see us and his tail
was wagging and that big pink tongue was hanging out again. We were going to
take him to Tsilivi to meet another foster mum called Julie. Julie had a rescue
boy already and Bebis growled at him. This meant that Bebis would have to go
back to the prison after our walk.
We walked Bebis around Tsilivi to see if we
bonded as a family. It was brilliant to finally hold his lead, but Mummy said
we had to take turns to walk him. I felt proud because Bebis is the bestest Dog
in the world. We found a bench and all had a drink, even my new furry brother
had chance to chill. Soon it would be time to hand him back. Again.
We started the long drive back to the
prison. Then we had to leave Bebis, again. I tried hard not to cry. Why did he
have to stay there, his only crime was chasing cats!
Margarita offered to drive us back to our
hotel as she needed to visit a lady called Anne. She asked if we would like to
go along as well. Anne is a puppy foster Mum. Annes home was an animals dream,
she greeted us at the gate with a big friendly smile. I was allowed to name a
puppy. I decided on 'Bert' because he was big and fluffy. Anne was very special
and full of love. I love puppies but they were everywhere, pulling, tugging and
playing. Seeing the puppies cheered me up after having to leave Bebis in his
prison.
It was soon time to leave and return to our
hotel. The day went so fast, faster than when Im at school! Mummy said we have
memories and photos to remind us of our exciting days with Margarita and all
the foster families of Zante Strays.
Now we are back at home in the UK and we
are all trying to raise funds to fly Bebis direct to Bristol which Mummy says
is closer, but more expensive. When he is ours to keep we will call him
'Chance' because we gave him a chance.
Not long now Bebis and we can curl up
together and never have to say goodbye again! Oh, Mummy says I will have to
pack my toys up after we finished playing!
By Lily-Kate Difford
27 August 2013
Please add 'Bebis Difford' as a friend on facebook to follow his story as his happy ever after life unfolds. Any donations can be made through paypal using the link on his facebook page.
Thank you for taking the time to read this true story.
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