Afra doesn’t like talking about herself and she doesn’t like to stand out. Small, withdrawn and quiet, she has no friends, no fun; her life is constant caution and watching her back. She has her own corner in the yard where she spends her days — ever since 2020. In the evenings, when most of the loud ones are closed in their kennels, she takes a slow walk up the meadow to sniff the grass and pretend she lives a nicer life.
Her front leg is crooked – that’s how she arrived at the shelter. She doesn’t avoid people out of fear, but out of habit — the habit of expecting little, or nothing at all. Still, there is something she loves: a scratch behind the ear, a massage of her crooked little leg, and of course, a biscuit.
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