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.
Dogs enjoy their early morning exercise. Soon there may be law enforcement prohibiting people from letting their dogs run loose in public places and on the on the beaches. We will see have a lot of overweight and frustrated dogs then.