Herbert was born in the Netherlands, grew up there, worked as an academic, and comes from an educated family. He met the love of his life, Deniz, a Turkish girl, and left the Netherlands to be with her, leaving behind his work, family, friends, hometown, and possessions. He couldn’t bear to part with a single thing. His beloved pet, whom he called his companion, was a dear friend named JOLLY.
After moving to Turkey, Herbert established a happy life with his wife and faithful companion, Jolly. Despite any shortcomings, Herbert was content because everything he cherished was with him.
Every morning, Herbert and Jolly would go for a walk, tending to Jolly’s needs along the way. One fateful day, as Deniz prepared breakfast at home, she grew concerned when Herbert and Jolly were unusually late returning. Peering out the window, she waited anxiously. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the doorbell rang. Deniz opened the door, her expression a mix of reproach and worry. She couldn’t find the words, as she saw Jolly, bloodied and injured. She managed to utter, “What happened?” in a strained voice. Jolly had been attacked by five large street dogs and was perilously close to death. In trying to save Jolly, Herbert too was injured.
Jolly, in shock and bleeding, resisted any attempts to help. They managed to get Jolly into the bathroom, but they were at a loss for what to do next. Their small town lacked an animal hospital and an ambulance. In desperation, Deniz reached out to a family friend who was a physician, hoping for a miracle. She knew her friend worked tirelessly. With a heavy heart, she made the call. Before long, the doctor arrived, but even then, Jolly refused assistance, though his life still hung in the balance. With no other option, the doctor administered anesthesia right there in the bathroom, turning it into an impromptu operating room. The wounds were swiftly tended to, the bleeding was stopped, and Jolly was bandaged and given a saline drip. After the operation, Jolly was dressed in a WinPet MedVest. Gradually, Jolly awoke from anesthesia, having miraculously survived. His aggressiveness had vanished, and he was calm. He spent the day resting, though it was a restless one for everyone in the household. It was a trying time, but a new day brought renewed hope.
The following morning, Jolly woke up early, rushing to Herbert’s side. Herbert, having stayed awake all night out of worry, was relieved to see Jolly’s improved state. Although Jolly had undergone a previous operation and had taken weeks to heal due to depression and tampering with the wound, this time was different. Jolly was happy and even more spirited than before the surgery. Despite serious injuries, he paid them no mind. Eager to go out as usual, Jolly headed straight to the spot of the attack. Herbert followed, searching for the dogs that had harmed his faithful companion, but they were nowhere to be found. After attending to Jolly’s needs, they returned home, where Deniz awaited them at the door, visibly shaken and concerned. She asked, “Where were you?” Herbert chuckled and assured her, “Everything is fine.” It was just another day for Jolly, who seemed unfazed by his wounds and even took a liking to his WinPet MedVest.
After breakfast, Herbert tended to Jolly’s wounds and administered antibiotics. They consulted with their physician friends over the phone, who were equally amazed at Jolly’s rapid recovery. They learned about the calming and confidence-boosting effects of the WinPet MedVest, appreciating it as a valuable innovation that had made the process easier. Ten days later, the physician invited them for a check-up and to have Jolly’s stitches removed. Herbert, still in awe, took the day off work just in case. Thankfully, everything went smoothly. At the end of the ten days, Jolly was completely healed, and the physician confirmed it at the clinic. Stitches were removed, wounds had healed beautifully. Herbert remained astounded by the turn of events. (Note: Event and heroes are real. Please Click for Video