December 21, 2014

Sabotage!!!




These two adorable black ladies have had enough! "All this fuss about the Spanish dogs - we'll see about that!" Sitting on the laptop's a good way to stop the dogs being publicised! And it's nice and warm. This story comes from Eugenie, the wonderful lady who is adopting Manolito. They are two of the three dogs and four cats she already has, they will be Manolito's siblings. Aren't they absolutely gorgeous.



Changes to the blogs - will you help us find a new name?

To all of you lovely people who send little notes, fun stories, updates and funny and beautiful pictures about your adopted and fostered dogs and cats - we have some news.

From 1st January the Dutch and Belgian blogs are combining. 

For that reason, we have created a new address for them:

ace.shin.blog@gmail.com

So please do continue sending us all those nice stories and lovely photographs to share with all ACE/Shin fans. Miracles happen when we share.

We are looking for a new name for the new combined Dutch/Belgian blog. Will you help us? Do you have some interesting ideas?

We have a nice prize for the winner: donated by our dear volunteer Rita, she has made a fantastic, soft and comfortable dog sleeping bag.

We have assembled a jury, which will consist of: Fabienne, Ineke (Ned.blog) and Hélène (Belg.blog).

We hope we get lots of great entries, we can give a great name to our new blog.

Together we are strong! Send your nice ideas to:
ace.shin.blog@gmail.com

Please note that, for the time being, the English Blog will stay the same, but there may be changes to name etc. in the new year. Watch this space. Currently the email, should you wish to send any photos or stories, in English, is enziovasco@gmail.com

For my special Manolito


For Manolito

Manolito, Manolito, Manolito - your name sounds like a southern song all day through my head, Manolito .....

I was going to adopt Hera, the very old, blind dog but unfortunately this was not to be, because sadly Hera died on the day she was to fly to me. I wrote Fabiennne an email saying that should she have another old, sick "Special Care" doggy like Hera, I would be willing to help.

Pretty soon there was a grateful response to my email ... but in the same email Fabienne told me about you Manolito, about how you would lie under the garbage truck, afraid you would be attacked and so shy that you didn't want anyone to see you . She felt so sorry for you and wanted so much to see you happy. 

Now you should know, Manolito, that beside my offer to take in a "special care" dog I already have four female cats and three very old dogs, one with cancer. I do the best for her with all my love and will carry on doing it to keep her happy and pain free for as long as possible.  Day and night, sometimes getting up from my bed, I encourage her gently to take food and her medicine. 

I had a plan in my head. I wouldn't adopt a new dog until one of my old dogs had slipped away and when that happened, I would again take a special care dog because they are always welcome. This time it would be a small, fluffy little thing, one that I could lift easily and very young to make a nice balance with the oldies. I didn't have to do this now, I would do it when the time came. 

But not everything went according to the plan I had in my head, Manolito. Because you popped back into my mind again and again, like a jack in a box. Your story and the image of those sweet endearing pictures of you, I just could not forget them ... and then I went too see for myself and started think about how it might work. 

The thoughts went round and round and then there was no stopping. I could not contain myself and adopted you the self same day, because I want to see you happy, so happy! For your ticket is booked for Monday, December 29th and then you will fly to this cold country and when you arrive I will be waiting for you. 

Until then I will not worry about you, because I've read that you are very happy there in foster with Fabienne and Dirk. "Big shoes to fill" for me but I will do my level best to ensure that you will find happiness with me, my sweet boy.  You are welcome here, so welcome. I'll take care of you and you will be so loved.

With love from your new boss, Eugenie

PS Fabienne says I will fall in love with you, but I believe that I am already in love ...


Manolito meet your new family and as you see you are right there in the middle of us. 

Manolito's first real Christmas ...


Manolito is ten years old. But this is his first real Christmas. This is his story, from Fabienne's Diary.
This is how he looked when he came to us.




My name became Manolito. I was born somewher in the campo, that's what they call it here. At first I was a sweet, cute, furry ball. But when I grew up everyone made fun of me. My teeth were crooked and my under-bite was more than abnormal. I couldn't eat propertly because my teeth were all wrong. I was laughed at and neglected, kicked and sent away wherever I went. They called me 'ugly'. I learned to make myself small and to hide, to make myself invisible. I stayed in the yard and was happy with all the many puppies who were born there in the campo. They accepted me for what I am. They came and went and I learnt to survive.

People were scary and they made me feel afraid. Then one day I was taken to the killing station. I was scared and knew these would be my last ays. This was how my life would end - in a stinking cage where I would survive for my last ten days. I was put on the death cart, together with the rest of the dogs that were also sentenced to death. All together on our last ride.

A woman came to the cart and looked at me. I tried to hide. What did she want? Tears were rolling down her face; she lifted me into her arms. Never before had I felt a human so close to me. She took me with her, I was saved. I then lived for a while at a rescue centre, where I felt safe hiding under the wheelbarrow. I ate, slept and lived under the dirty wheelbarrow, where life was good because I was safe. No, don't look at me. No, I don't exist. I don't want to be seen. Please let me be.

One day a van arrived and since then my life has changed. I was taken away and washed with soap and shampoo. My dirty long hair that had grown over many years was shaved and my whole body was massaged, admired and loved. They were cuddling me. So funny! I had a basket, but God, what to do with it?! For the first few weeks I slept on the floor, because that's what I'm used to but now, now I sleep, roll and burrow into my pillow and it's wonderful. 

I am so happy. I eat from a bowl and they find me pretty. They think I am funny and I am allowed in their car and they walk with me. They call me Manolito, mi nino, my sweetheart, my cutie. I laugh and I glow. My heart is beating from happiness. They take me for walks and I can run around free as well and run into their arms. Proud, cheerful and happy - that's what I am now. I am hapy to explore everything. Recently my life is different, so completely different.

My Christmas is going to be great.

Yes, my name is Manolito, but you can call me little ball, or sweet little fluffy, that's all fine with me. Merry Christmas from an ordinary stray dog who would never have been noticed if there hadn't been people with a big heart and so I am very grateful to you. To all of you, thank you.

Thank you for my very first Christmas.
Manolito.

Update: On 29th December, Manolito is flying out to live in his forever home with Eugenie. She has written a beautiful letter to him. You can read it on the next post.



At Fabienne's house. All washed and brushed and happpy.



Swapping a cold floor for a warm basket.

December 20, 2014

A Message from Amareto


At the airport with Tubolev waiting for Mum

Hello Fabienne

This is me, Amareto, writing from Denmark  to tell you that I have a family now, mum, dad and my own girl called Lulu, she is a big girl and my best friend. I was a bit worried in the box at the airport, but then mum came and smiled at me and called me her little dog and when they let me out of the box, I jumped straight on to her lap and l knew that she was my mum. 

When we came home I found out that I have a house to live in and Lulu was glad to see me and said that I could share her dog basket, so I was very pleased and thought I had better pee on a lot of things in the house, so everybody knew that Lulu and the house was mine now. But mum didn`t like it at all, so I stopped that and only pee outside now and mum says that I am intelligent and wonderful and she loves me.

So you see Fabienne I am very happy here, because they all like me - and mum's friend Nina want to adopt a dog from ACE too, because she is so impressed with me and the other 3 dogs that came home in December. So next month Deno comes home too and then I have a friend from ACE near by to play with.

                                                                                                                Love from your Amareto


Me in my golden basket


Lulu lets me share her basket



Me and my new sister, Lulu

December 14, 2014

Fifteen Years - Seventeen Thousand Lives

A message from Fabienne on this extraordinary and happy day ...



Fabienne with her beloved Max

It's hard to believe and to comprehend, but today we are 15 years old. Together with Ton, with Dirk and with so many other people we started something. We had no idea where it would lead us. We wanted to change things, to do something about the misery that we saw then and which still surrounds us every day.

And we have made a difference. We had to give up a lot, personally, but it was worth it. And it has made a difference to 17,000 lives and even more. We did it. It was our goal and we did it.

Meanwhile our ACE/SHIN  has become an organization where many people work together, and fight to save the animals. Out of our organization many other organizations have been born, all made up of people with their hearts in the right place.

But we are all human and working together and continuing to do so is hard and not always possible to sustain. And so you see people come and go. But there has not been a day when we have abandoned the dogs. Not for one minute. However difficult, however heavy emotionally, we always kept our initial goal in sight. Rescuing animals in need.

Thank you to all who have taken part in this task. Thank you for everyone who has contributed in any way, whether you are still working with us or have long since gone your own way. We are grateful to every single person who accompanied us on our path. No matter how long or short a time you were with us, thank you to everyone who has helped us get where we are today. Our sincere thanks.

So, now we will continue with our big dream. We will not give up. We will go forward lustily, all together, for the next 15 years. Life is a stage, and we are the extras, living through a concert where you are given no programme, where you take what is thrown at you every day.

Saved from death, neglect or from other unold miseries our dogs are a constant source of joy. Each time you cuddle them, see them play and run around, join in the fun at home or elsewhere, you realise that they are the loveliest creatures you will ever meet. They make that difference. A difference you will only know if you allow them into your life.

I love what I do. It's not easy. It's not always appreciated. But for people like us, it's more than worth it ... and we go through it together!!

And tomorrow people, healthy again, with your sweetheart in your arms. Life goes on. This is how you fill yourself up with success and courage !!

We do not give up !!

Fabienne


Fabienne with Diva, so special - the very first dog she rescued 



With Max, Christmas 2013