A Spanish volunteer tells her story.
“My name is Carmen and I grew up in a village close to Seville in the South of Spain. I always liked animals (when I was a child I always wanted to have a cat). However, I never got any because “animals are not for homes but for the countryside”. I remember seeing galgueros riding a motorbike and pulling 5 or 6 galgos behind for training. This was a familiar picture, so it looked normal to me. I never asked myself why there were always different galgos from season to season. I cannot remember having wondered about the fate of those galgos I did not see anymore.’
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