Mistar Dragan told us that he too has a doggy who walks with the help of a wheelchair, and that he makes the wheelchairs out of pure love, and the desire to make the dog’s life a little better and ease their pains.
I have many Facebook friends. I know some of them, and some I don’t. There is a whole bunch of clicks involved. And then, with no hope, with a heavily injured dog, you sit at a Belgrade vet’s office, swallowing hard, and all of a sudden, a familiar face appears. A face known to everyone on Facebook.
An elderly gentleman enters the office. He approaches the dog, looking at it with eyes full of compassion and love, and just briefly asks “is this the dog”? It is… I answer.
Looking at that kind face, I remember the profile! Yes! That is the “wheelchair for dogs” profile. But no! It’s not really that profile! It’s mister Dragan. “I am sorry, I only just recognized you! We mentioned you yesterday, we know you from Facebook.” I said in a shaky voice.
Mister Dragan told us that he too has a doggy who walks with the help of a wheelchair, and that he makes the wheelchairs out of pure love, and the desire to make the dog’s life a little better and ease their pains.
What can I tell you, I was happy to meet another person who feels such compassion and love towards a helpless animal. We would like to pay for the wheelchairs we ordered right away. Mister Dragan said that we can pay once the wheelchairs are made. I burst into tears….
“There were worse cases that made it trough. We will talk again” said mister Dragan as we were leaving. Saying that, he leaves to make the wheelchairs.
Tears in my eyes… once again.