Pero When my owner tied me to a tree in a park and left me there, people took one look at me and called the police. I was a horrible sight so it was not surprising they were frightened, avoiding coming near me or touching me. My whole body was smelly, mostly hairless and covered in red sores, and a lot of my skin had turned black. This awful skin disease known as acaras, was caused by my owner's ignorance and neglect. Instead of getting me treated he had let the condition get worse and worse. Even though I'm a friendly guy, nobody would want me. I was destined to be killed in the gas chambers at the hokensho but rescued at the eleventh hour. The road to recovery will be long, involving twice-weekly baths with special shampoos. Nobody knows for sure if I can really get cured but everyone is determined to make the utmost effort to help me.