Goya

I am Goya, I am not a purebred puppy, I am not a puppy and I am not small either ... look at me, I seem like an ordinary dog, a medium-sized dog like many others ... I am still a soul in search of a man who wants to change the destiny of a dog that has seen and felt many things up to the age of 5.

Life on the street was not easy, nor was the public shelter a pleasant experience, in the end I arrived here, where I am cared for and loved, but there are many of us and I would like a family and a house of my own. I would really like to convince you to give me a chance and to believe when I tell you, good man, that even adult dogs can adapt to another environment, that they can also be educated, that I will love you unconditionally, that at the first meeting with any human, I jump into their arms to kiss and hug them.

This is me, Goya, a former street dog, a survivor of the dangers that lurked at every turn, but which did not taint my good puppy soul.