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When I was asked by the local authorities and Tracy to help, a cold and rainy day in January 2005, the situation at the kennel was very serious. I found Giddy abandoned in a miserable dog yard, standing in his own dung without food and water, he was surrounded by other dirty dog yards containing another twenty dogs, these were Japanese Akitas and St. Bernards. This was the true environment Giddy had spent his life in since arriving in Sweden seven years earlier. The situation had gone from bad to worse in 2004 as the owner of the kennel had left to avoid Swedish law.  In the same kennel as Giddy was also a daughter of his, pressing against the wire, beside herself with anguish.  Giddy seemed apathetic and almost blind to his surroundings, the stench of ammonia and faeces took our breath away, Giddy and Wilma climbed over rotten wood cuttings and boulders to try and avoid stepping in the waste.