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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.

Life through the eyes of a dog called OneSock


Thursday, August 18, 2011

Some days you're the dog, some days you're the hydrant.

“We are all but recent leaves on the same old tree of life and if this life has adapted itself to new functions
and conditions, it uses the same old basic principles over and over again. There is no real difference
between the grass and the man who mows it. “ ~Albert Szent-Györgyi
Who said a Leopard can’t change it’s spots?
And ‘fur’iends, this is exactly what we mean when we say ‘help a man by helping his dog’ and you will see the difference! Almost two years ago we started in one rural and destitute settlement called Vissersok – what we discovered when we started was ‘howl’-riffic!
We truly thank you all in advance for reading this & helping, even if it’s just forwarding this on.
Until next time dear Mog’s (half man & half dog), we bow out for now!
From: Lucky Lucy Foundation

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