A beautiful, sometimes sad, heart-warming story of podenco adoption from Hennie.
‘Actually it’s the eye of Denzel, my ‘beloved’ dog.
He can frighten people very much and half the population of our village walks on the other side of the street when they see Denzel coming. A lot of them ends with their face on the street when they pass by with their bicycle. They blame me for it but after years of hard working, on a friendly and sometimes a little less friendly way, Denzel doesn’t change.
He was found as a puppy in Spain dumped in a dust container together with his brother.