Staffy, 3 years old, with an exceptional character, is looking for a home!
My name is Staffy and I am 3 years old. I am in Kraljevo. I am very good and obedient. I hope that
Published Author: Slaven Stevelić2 min read

My name is Staffy and I am 3 years old. I am in Kraljevo.
I am very good and obedient.
I hope this will be read by someone who wants to give me a home.
Contact: Olga Đorđević 0605103839
My name is Staffy. When I was little they took me away from my mum and gave me to some people who, they said, were my new family, and that I would be happy with them. And I really was. I was always surrounded by people who petted me, scratched me and took me on long walks. I always had food, and I slept somewhere warm and clean. Time passed, I grew, and little by little I became invisible to the people I loved more than myself. There were no more walks, no cuddles, no kind words. They often left me without food as well. And then I found myself alone on the street. Thrown away. I tried to make someone like me, but everyone ran away from me, I suppose they were afraid, I do not know. Then some people took me to a place with lots of other dogs, thrown away and abandoned just like me. I went downhill fast. I was mangy and barely alive. I had no will left. And then... then he appeared and took me home. He loved me and gave me back the love I needed. I had a new home where I was happy. Happy until recently. Some things have changed and he can no longer take care of me. He says he has to give me away. My name is Staffy and I am 3 years old. I am very good and obedient. I hope this will be read by someone who wants to give me a home. Third time lucky. I hope this will be the real thing, and forever. So I ask all of you who read this to please share it. I am waiting for my forever person. I wait, and while I wait, I suffer. I only hope the suffering will not last long.
My name is Staffy. When I was little they took me away from my mum and gave me to some people who, they said, were my new family, and that I would be happy with them. And I really was. I was always surrounded by people who petted me, scratched me and took me on long walks. I always had food, and I slept somewhere warm and clean. Time passed, I grew, and little by little I became invisible to the people I loved more than myself. There were no more walks, no cuddles, no kind words. They often left me without food as well. And then I found myself alone on the street. Thrown away. I tried to make someone like me, but everyone ran away from me, I suppose they were afraid, I do not know. Then some people took me to a place with lots of other dogs, thrown away and abandoned just like me. I went downhill fast. I was mangy and barely alive. I had no will left. And then... then he appeared and took me home. He loved me and gave me back the love I needed. I had a new home where I was happy. Happy until recently. Some things have changed and he can no longer take care of me. He says he has to give me away. My name is Staffy and I am 3 years old. I am very good and obedient. I hope this will be read by someone who wants to give me a home. Third time lucky. I hope this will be the real thing, and forever. So I ask all of you who read this to please share it. I am waiting for my forever person. I wait, and while I wait, I suffer. I only hope the suffering will not last long.Comments
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