A blog for dogs who take their owners on daily WALKIES.
I, Onesock Dog, was born in a Cape Town squatter-camp.
My first daddy put me in a P&P plastic bag and tried to sell me, at the traffic lights on Blaauwberg rd., for booze money.
BAT (The Blaauwberg Animal Trust) and My New Daddy saved on me on New Year’s Eve 2005.
Thanks Daddy for not letting me become a Pit-bull- practice has-been.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals
Animals in impoverished communities suffer the same way their owners do. Without access to veterinary care they’re vulnerable to disease and suffer excruciating pain from injuries that are left unattended. Visit site