Every morning Luna has awakened each morning within the confines of the asylum, questioning, “What am I doing here!?” Her days are cloaked in sorrow, and her nights, even more so. Luna was fashioned for embraces, for love, for companionship.
This is Luna’s narrative. In March 2019, Luna’s mother found refuge at the shelter, the owner could no longer retain her. The owner told us her name was Luna and she was spayed. She was lucky and was adopted in Zagreb very quickly. Just as quickly, in May 2019, Luna gave birth to nine little ones. You can imagine what a shock it was for the adopter when one morning in Luna’s crib she was greeted by nine more little puppies (the woman thought the dog had just gained a little weight). We managed to adopt six of them in Croatia, and three of them left, sisters Luna (who was named after her mother) and Bella and Stella. There was no choice but to make Croatian passports for them and bring them to Bosnia, to our shelter, which was under construction at the time.
And so Luna, Bella and Stella from Zagreb were the first residents of the Land of Dogs. All 14,500 square meters of the shelter was theirs alone. And we were only theirs. And then the dogs started coming, the ones who had been living in the landfill until then. New fences emerged, and gradually, portions of the shelter and fragments of our hearts had to be shared with other dogs, leaving the sisters yearning for the time when they had their own people and were content. Yet, the present reality is starkly different. Hence, Luna contemplates, “What am I doing here!?” Silent, tender, compliant, and serene as she is, Luna patiently awaits the resurgence of the happiness she fondly recalls—a time when she had her own people and a place to call home.
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