Pharoh , male, neutered, one year old , found on the desert road near a compound where people were building a villa and asked our partner Susie Nassar the architect to  do it , and there she found them. Pharoh and his sister TEE, just skin and bones , very very thin, dehydrated and scared and trying to hide inside the ruins , it was then that she found them , at that time Susie was not yet part of ESMA so she made an appeal on the internet for all shelters to help save them because the owners will not have them there and would poison them , no reply came from any shelter , so we in ESMA came in and took both of them. Now they are just fine boy and girl and specially TEE who is a little cow unlike her picture when she came to us and we thought she will die . Susie has been  sponsoring them since we took them in .  Pharoh is a very kind dog and easy going , gentle with humans, and animals , good on the leash. loves to be in a company all the time.

Fahd, male , estimated 3 years , neutered, very lovely character, if you need to know how can a dog be a gentleman it is Fahd, respects himself and other dogs, very decent in demanding anything, great expressions with eyes. Knows how to deal with female dogs. No trouble or love of fighting or making problems. Has a very refined manner as if he comes from an aristocratic family. Easy going and loves the company of people so much.

Leila , female, 4 years old, not spayed, mother of 3 puppies Donia , Dina and Diaa, was rescued from a breeder keeping them on a balcony inside a box, she gave birth to 5 but due to the horrible conditions there 2 died, maybe small in size but her motherhood sense is larger than a dinosaur. She is attached to her babies in a way that is just amazing , although her puppies are 9 months now but she still treats them as they are newly born, she baths them , follow them everywhere, monitors their feeding , cleans them all day specially Donia the smallest in size. She is pure joy to anyone seeing her or carrying her, and you cannot help falling in love with this small bundle of pure joy who can teach many humans what is motherhood.

Socks, 8 months old, male, neutered,  the rescue of Bahra from the desert road when he was 3 months old, on the side of the high way , looking dead , but Bahra stopped to check if he is still alive and maybe injured as most cars hit lots of dogs there, first thing she noticed before reaching his side that he was still breathing but with difficulty, she started running to him and went down beside him , he was not injured but obviously with no food for water for days, he could not stand anymore and was just laying there ready to receive death, some guards approached her side to see what was she doing , the ones usually guarding the sand mines there , and she got to know from them that he was one of the babies of a mother dogs that used to live there , she was not seen for a while and all his brothers died out of hunger and thirst.

A lively dog, playful, easy with dogs , human and children, friends with many of the dogs there, goes on the leash easily, loves to play with the bones and small rubber toys.. The workers like to call him Akousha  because this is a name of a famous African football player.

Marzooka, female.  On a very exhausting day at the shelter and a very difficult day with horrible cases, Bahra and me were finally driving home and the conversation inside the car with the usual topic, funds .. resources.. money.. and at one of the very busy intersections in the one of the  most crowded area in Mohandesseen where both me and Bahra live, we found this little tiny puppy standing lost trying to find her way among all those cars and creatures that were non caring at all , as if this puppy does not exist , as if we were the only ones to see it and notice the limp in the leg, lost and uncertain was she but still not looking the usual scared thing we always see, and before I uttered the word stop Bahra had already  pulled by the side and in no time I was out of the car and in no time was also Bahra , we did not want to scare her so we stood away a little, I went down on my knee and started talking to her and very simply she came directly to me as if she understands and as if she says OH finally you are here, I still did not make any sudden moves , the limp in the front leg was more obvious now and she looked even more tiny, a small thing not more than 3 months old in this busy unmerciful and dangerous intersection leading directly to the street of the  minister of interior where surely there is no chance for her to live.

We were just talking in the car of the short funds and the no money but there was no chance we were leaving her there, Bahra moved back slowly opened the back door of the car, and as if in agreement I moved forward and touched her and told her COME , and guess what she followed till we reached the car and there easily enough I picked her up into the car, Very simply she sat back on the coach as if she drove in cars all her life, we took her home to Bahra's house , we gave her a hot bath, food and she seemed very comfortable and content  and before we know it came a telephone call , from one of our supporters , He was donating to us 10,0000 LE , I almost dropped dead, we had been calculating all the time in the car, we were worried for resources but we were not going to leave that to stop us from taking her and thinking of numbers, and before we know it she brought us luck and this is why we called her MARZOOKA, which means a person who always finds always his/her way for  goods and good fortune.

All that week , we had so much luck and the name stuck to her .

BANGY
Female, 7 months old, spayed, vaccinated, micro-chipped. 
Found as a 4 week old puppy by a tourist guide who rescued her from upper Egypt. Her littermates were found close by drowned in a canal by children and no sight of her mother. The guide could not just leaver her there, took her in and kept her for few weeks in his home, but his work schedule would not allow him to keep her forever and take care of her.   After contacting several places and the “no room” answer, the only other option for him was to put her back out into the street.  It nearly broke his heart, but just then, someone told him about us.  And here she is now!  Bangy immediately felt safe here and had no problems adapting to the life with many dogs.  She acts like she’s been here forever.  She was named after another Bangy we knew but their characters are complete opposites.  THIS Bangy is sweet, happy, loves attention and giving kisses.  Great girl all around.

PATCHI (Story told by Mona) Male, approx. 2 years old, vaccinated, neutered, micro-chipped. 

 He chose me, he adopted me, he decided to make me his rescuer. It was one of those horrible days where I visit pet shops to monitor the condition of animals there.  I hate the day  and the minute when it is time to go there although I also feel good that I will go and make difference, put water, put food, clean the cages and give love to the animals there.  On one of those days, when I went and saw the usual horror, there was this small white dog among many others, but he was going around himself trying to catch my attention, following me with his eyes from cage to cage, not interested in the food I placed in his cage. It was clear in his eyes, “GET ME OUT.”  All I could think of was, I wish to get you all out.  I was making a big fuss about his cage and the broken iron rods that were pointing towards inside and could cause him injuries.  The boy working in the shop went to open the cage to move him out as I went to open my car and get him something soft to sit on and some other food to get him interested in eating and all of a sudden something jumped under my arm into the car. It was Patchi!  When the boy came to take him he started growling and showing his teeth as if he were a rottweiler. No way was he going out, that was his clear message. He almost bit the hand of the boy but I put out my hand to him trying to calm him down and he immediately started licking it. I offered food, he ate. I sat there with him for a while to calm him, and then when I was about to leave took him out to get him back while my heart was weeping and aching as he put his paws around my neck behind my head and refused to leave me. Whenever the owner of the shop and the boy tried to get him, he immediately turned into a biting dog and that was it for me, I was not leaving without him.  I was told that Patchi was dropped off to be sold by his previous owner, as he didn’t want him anymore.   After words back and forth, I finally got the number for this guy and called him.  The entire time Patchi clung to me, weeping, not wanting to stay at this awful place.  I made him aware of this pet shop and how Patchi (and of course the others) was suffering and he actually felt bad (???) and came to pick him up.  He took my number incase he needed advice in the future.  Well, two days later he called and asked if we had room at the shelter for Patchi – OF COURSE!!! 
Next day Patchi was dropped of at my office and I took him directly to the shelter and he is living with the cats in the cat house and he adores Jina and they are best friends.  He is such a LOVE!