In the memory of Hulda,
in whose eyes hid a whole universe

Once you get into a public shelter in Romania you can not continue life as if nothing happened, completely change your life, then you know what helplessness, suffering and despair ...

That happened in my case. In autumn 2010, one of the dog I feed daily on the street disappeared. After a week I heard from those in the area that she was taken by dogcatchers to be sterilized and will bring back. I did not know what means dogcatchers, what means public shelter or where is this shelter. Asking I learned more and desperate I went to look for the little dog that I fed each morning. I arrived in a camp, I saw dead animals, hungry and weak, crammed in into tiny boxes without water or food, desperate to get out ... In one corner I spotted the little dog i searched for, was looking poor, hungry, desperate, bitten by the neck and hit in the head. I took her in my home and stayed Rita, most loyal, intelligent and good dog.
As soon as I recovered from the shock I sent notices to all the authorities in Romania and almost all organizations. The shelter was closed shortly but no one knows officially what happened to all dogs was there ...
Meanwhile, in the small town in Romania (Rosiorii de Vede) on a street full of dogs, the situation became unbearable. The dogs multiplied and dying each day hit by cars, disease, hunger, people.

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In 2011 one of the dogs that I care on street disappeared also. After long searching I found that it is possible to be in public shelter, shelter that I knew was closed! This time I hardly entered in the shelter and the dog I looking for was not there, but there were others equally desperate, hungry, thirsty like the first time I entered. I tried again to make referrals, but this time without success. I understand that they will die unless someone come and help and overwhelmed and alone against all, I tried to do more for them to end the ordeal.
After desperate attempts to seek help from other organizations I understand that everyone has their problems and are often overwhelmed. So I decided to personally get involved if I want to save them and found social networks where I met special people who shared the same feelings towards stray animals as me.
Its passed months without I was able help them, many died of hunger, thirst, sick and alone in the cold and darkness, without being able to move in small cages in which they were captured. Nobody wanted them, and despair and helplessness dominated my mind and soul. I wanted to quit as I was sure that nobody will help or adopt a stray dog from Romania.

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