Finding a severely ill street dog turns rescuer’s life upside down
by Katerina Lorenzatos Makris ~
Like a couple of pianos perched on your shoulders, a ton of responsibility weighs upon you. You’re supposed to be doing other things—not rescuing dogs. But you take one day off, just one day, and what happens? Out of nowhere pops a pooch who’s so messed up that at first you’re not even sure he is a dog.
“Do you think he’s been hit by a car?” friend Melissa Beamish wondered as we stood there staring, trying to figure out what to do. “Or been in a fight?”
At first I felt too sick to reply. No matter how many bad things you’ve seen happen to animals, it’s still hard to see them.
Fear can lead to bites

Melissa Beamish, shelter volunteer, with one of her many sweet friends at Animal Rescue Kefalonia (ARK)
Lots of things raced through my head: He’s barking. He might be aggressive. The body language is fearful—tail between the legs, backing away. Fear can lead to bites. The wounds look sort of patterned—around both eyes, at all the leg joints, and down to the paws, like a skin condition rather than injuries. Could it be mange? Could it be the sarcoptic type? Could it be contagious?
I kicked myself for not knowing more about mange and other skin ailments, after all these years of rescuing and writing about animals.
“Poor thing,” Melissa whispered, sounding as grief-stricken as I felt.
Praying for a no-rescue day
Melissa and I were at the end of our day trip around the Greek island of Kefalonia. I had insisted we make the little tour because she had insisted on volunteering something like ten hours a day at the local shelter Animal Rescue Kefalonia (ARK) for nearly 30 days straight. And that was after already having put in five previous months of volunteering elsewhere in Europe as part of her worldwide mission for animal welfare.

On the day after Christmas 2012, I saw Kali the streets of Kefalonia’s main town–skinny, shivering, dragging a chewed-off rope on her neck, and limping from a dislocated hip. This was her first meal at home. Now she’s a princess in Denmark thanks to the Danish group Graeske Hunde who found her a wonderful home with adopter Anne Lise and her family.
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Melissa had allowed herself just one other day off to see the local sights, and that was only because another shelter volunteer had kindly arranged a complimentary bus tour for her. But only two days of fun in a whole month, when you’re in a place like Kefalonia, one of the world’s loveliest isles, well, that just ain’t right.
Before setting out that morning I had begged the gods of animal rescue to please not send us anybody that day. Please? Could we have one day off? Pretty please?
The day was granted. No limping dogs, no coughing kittens, no starving donkeys, and no baby goats in garbage bins disturbed our daylight hours. We enjoyed a sunset swim in the jewel-clear waters of Antisamos Beach. We parked on the bluff above it to watch a golden moon rise and lavish her glory in a shimmering swath across the Ionian Sea. Then as night fell, we found that the Fates had a different plan in mind for the remainder of our “day off.”
Grotesque apparition

Beautiful swims at Agio Thoma cove on Greek island Kefalonia
When we first spotted the dog, we had just driven into the village of Troianata, only 20 minutes away from my house. Our dinner waited in the fridge. For once in my life I had planned ahead, been a little organized. My life was sort of getting on track after the chaos of the two pooch rescues I’d done in the winter and spring, rehabbing our old house on the island, and caring for elderly relatives.
I’d been treating myself to a swim every day, was even thinking about sneaking off for an hour at some point to get a haircut, treasuring the illusion that soon I’d complete my tasks in Greece and finally get to go home to my husband and our own pooches in California.
But the instant that dog’s eyes—bright red, oozing, and grotesquely rimmed in blood—appeared in the glare of my rented car’s headlights, I knew.
Honey, I informed myself with a sigh, whatever that creature is, whether it’s a dog or a demon, your party is over. Things are about to get crazy.
Bribery attempt
“Food,” I said. “I have some in the car. It was for Tula in case we found her.”
Tula, another street dog, an English pointer, had adopters waiting for her, if only she could be found. While vacationing in the village of Old Skala, an Italian couple cared for and fell in love with her during the summer and now they wanted desperately to make her a part of their family. But so far, despite my searches and that of another volunteer, she had not been located. Another one of the island’s animal dramas.
In my palm, I held some kibble out to the bloody dog. “Here pup. Come on, sweetie. Aren’t you hungry?”
But he wasn’t buying. He stayed a good twenty feet away. I tossed some of the kibble on the pavement halfway between us. He dashed a few steps forward, snatched it, then quickly retreated to resume barking.
“Great,” I muttered. “Just great.”
If there’s anything worse than finding a dog in distress, it’s finding a dog in distress who won’t let you help him. Somehow, though, we were going to have to figure out a way.
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Katerina Lorenzatos Makris is a career journalist, author, and editor. Her fiction includes 17 novels for Simon and Schuster, E.P. Dutton, Avon, and other major publishers (under the name Kathryn Makris), as well as a teleplay for CBS-TV, and a short story for The Bark magazine. She has written hundreds of articles for regional wire services and for outlets such as National Geographic Traveler, The San Francisco Chronicle, Travelers’ Tales, NBC’s Petside.com, Animal Issues Reporter.com, Sass101.com and Examiner.com (Animal Policy Examiner).
Together with coauthor Shelley Frost, Katerina wrote a step-by-step guide for hands-on, in-the-trenches dog rescue, Your Adopted Dog: Everything You Need to Know About Rescuing and Caring for a Best Friend in Need (The Lyons Press).






Dec 14, 2013 @ 06:27:07
I really enjoy your writings, Dear Katerina! I just had a thought, when you fast forward- yes it really seems these rescu-ee’s turn our lives upside down, sure feels that way- but maybe in reality, they are turning our lives right- side -up! They turn our “love Light On!”
Dec 23, 2013 @ 21:11:57
Jan, how eloquent! That’s really a beautiful thought. Yes they do keep that love light burning, that’s for sure. Thank you so much for reading and taking the time to comment. xo