Love Stories

Discover the Beautiful Love Story of My four dogs.

When I moved to LA, I adopted two dogs I rescued. After a while, one of my friends told me that the owner of her business has two dogs that she does not want to keep anymore due to their age, and she is ready to put her dogs to sleep. While struggling, I could not be indifferent; therefore, I decided to help find them a new home and asked my friend to bring the dogs to my house. Time has passed, and no one was willing to adopt these two 10-year-old and 12-year-old dogs together. As these two dogs have been together for a long time, I was not ready to separate them. After a while, someone came by to see and adopt both; however, they didn’t last even 10 minutes, and the lady called me to take them back as they were barking too much. Then I decided to keep them while I had my dogs. I could not believe how my life changed and how many blessings came into my life since. The love I get from these children daily is impressive. Their passion is substantial, empowering me even when I m sick. Their presence in my life changed my life outlook and my point of life view. In the worst situation, I know their God takes care of me. After adopting those two kind and oppressed dogs, I started growing love and passion for the world of dogs and rescued many dogs and found them families. As long as dogs are in shelters whose lives are in danger, buying these children from breeders is a big sin.

I OWE MY LIFE TO KIND YASAMAN.

Hi, I am Domtala
It is a Persian name, but it means golden tail. They put this name on me because my tail is really long. I had no family or home, so I lived on the streets. Because of an illness in childhood, I can’t see the world, but I can feel there are good people in it. I had another sister and brother. We all had the same eye problem, but someone found and helped us.  All my sisters and brothers get better, and they can see, run, and play with each other.
But I was unlucky!… I can’t see anything, but I have a good life now; if I had been in the street, I have died for sure.
 I’m trying to be alive, and I really like my life. That’s the reason I’m fighting all the time.  Now I was luckier than my family because a kind family took me to their homes, and now I have a place to live, delicious food, and a kind, warm family. I also have a friend, Makhmal (velvet), who loves me.

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