Our names are Dana and Eva. Dana is my mom, and I'm Eva. I am Dana's daughter. My mom's official name on paper is Olivia, but they rarely call her that—usually Dana or Dusya. As for me, I was born right here at home.
Our names are Dana and Eva. Dana is my mom, and I'm Eva. I am Dana's daughter. My mom's official name on paper is Olivia, but they rarely call her that—usually Dana or Dusya. As for me, I was born right here at home.
Back in Kyiv, there were two little girls named Dana and Eva. Whenever our family called for us, Dana and Eva, those little girls would turn around. It was like they were calling us, the doggies.
My mom is 10 years old, and I'm 6. We came from Kyiv to this new place.
When our humans took us on that transportation thing, the airline wasn't sure if they could take us on board. Luckily, Dublin Airport quickly sent a letter saying they'd welcome us, and we were allowed onto the plane. We were nervous and afraid of flying in our travel bags, but those humans at the airport were helpful. Passengers on the plane showed a lot of patience, too.
In Ireland, we became calmer because there are no scary noises. No sirens or explosions. We've gained a bit of weight and developed good appetites. Life is good.
We're lively and energetic. My mom loves to swim, and I adore any kind of ball, always trying to sneak them into our room from other dogs.
We're happy here because we're with our humans, and we know they love us. They'll never leave us behind.
From my humans: "Cherish the love your dogs give you—it's the most sincere and selfless feeling. True love is the most important thing in the world, giving strength to carry on."
DECEMBER