My name is DISCO and I was born under a pile of logs. I was found by a kind person on the last night of 2014. If this person hadn’t found me and taken me to a warm, safe place, I wouldn’t be here today – that night the temperture was of -25 degrees Celsius and I was only 5 weeks old. That night I understood that the beginning of a new year also ment new hope for me and my sister. I will be small sized when I am fully grown and will keep my joy. I love being held in someones arms and I love kissing people.