Approximately 7-8 years old, Mishka was discovered in a snow pit. To this day, I will never forget the eyes he gazed at me with; they were filled with sorrow and desperation;
he wanted to give up; and when we arrived at the veterinarian, they were still the same. My heart was shattered; what could I do to assist him?
The doctor stated that a cartridge was lodged in the dog’s vertebrae, preventing him from escaping; why should a stray and innocuous dog be in such a state?
Mishka still had a chance, and I would not give up; we would help him escape this horror After days of deliberation, the surgeons decided not to perform surgery, and we transferred him to a
rehabilitation center. The primary objective was to alleviate his agony and provide him with moderate exercises to prevent muscle atrophy. On the third day of practice, he exerted extraordinary effort.
