I am out of the city on the bus to what we have learnt is Romania. There is no room left in Poland to process and feed us. I am hungry and thirsty and have lost my hearing from the explosion on the truck. There are 4 dogs on the bus all with their mistresses.Continue reading ““Andrij the Orphaned Ukrainian Rescue Dog” : Chapter 3: “My Bloody Revenge: If This is Death I Die With Honour””
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