Lhasa Apso
6 years old

Hi, my name is Babe, or The Babe (just like Babe Ruth).  I once had a good life, in January/02,  I was sent to the Delta SPCA in Canada,  because my Mom had died, and there wasn't anyone to take care of me.  I was a very happy, easy going, loveable boy.  A family adopted me, the shelter grilled them with questions and they answered everything correctly, and now I want to know why they adopted me.  I was shoved into a cage in their garage, fed garbage, tormented by the kids.  My soul, my spirit slowly started to die.  I suppose they got tired of ignoring and hurting me, and sent me back to the shelter.

I was returned 7 months later to the Delta SPCA, covered in feces and urine, and was terrified of everyone, I was anesthetized so they could shave me down, the vet and volunteer, were appalled at the massive areas of severely infected hot spots and urine scalded tissues, and discovered I had torn my right rear cruciate since I had ballooned up to 30 lbs, the weight gain, and possibly trying to run from my tormentors, they don't know, what all happened, but I do.  I was so frightened of everyone and other dogs, I would fold myself into a corner, and scream if someone tried to touch me...

Two weeks I was taken care of by a wonderful lady, named Jackie, but she wanted me to be with someone that understood a Lhasa, and could try to help me.  Now I am with Furbaby.

Here my story begins, I met Babe, I was unsure of the dog that would be entering my home, from all that he had endured, I saw in his eyes, the wonderful dog he was and will be.  He put his paws on me, and instantly became my friend, he trusted me.  His pain reflected in his eyes, but I saw his beauty, and now the process will begin to return his spirit and to start reliving, and understand he will never be tormented again.

We are asking for help for Babe, he needs to have cruciate surgery, I have been doing research and I have been quoted $800-$2600, and will continue to find more reasonable prices.  In the meantime Babe must lose some weight, close to 10 lbs, which gives us time, to find the funds and a vet with a heart:-)

The Delta SPCA has filed charges for animal cruelty, and these people are being charged.  I know the penalty will not be enough, They took a loving dog, and destroyed his mind, spirit, heart, soul and body.  I feel confident that his wonderful being will be returned, but he will always have the scars of his tormentor.
Sept.17/02: Babe is doing better than hoped for, his loving nature is brimming over, he loves attention, he is already showing signs of weight loss, being feed about 2/3 cup of dog food, but filled up the rest of the day, with vegetables and fruit, and oh yes one cookie morning and night
Sept. 26/02: Babe is playing with toys!! He is becoming less preoccupied with food, and tossing toys around, this a big step, and is showing his happiness returning.  Babe is being fostered by a fantastic lady, Jill, who volunteers for me, and felt that his best chance was to be with A personality dogs, and with baby Carina here, we knew this would be the best place for him.  And he is doing so well. Right now we are in the process of setting up a surgery date, with a kind hearted vet in Bend, Oregon...
Oct.1/02: The Babe, has lost 3 lbs, a great start, probably the hardest thing is to keep him from being so active, he wants to play with the other dogs, and not walk but run.  It will be difficult on him, when he has surgery, as he will need to be confined for his long recuperation>
Oct. 4/02: Surgery has been scheduled for Oct. 14, in Bend Oregon, and he will remain there, to join Barbara Grabell ( Peach) to recoup and join her new loving family.  I have received enough money to have the surgery done.  I thank all of you so much for helping Babe, begin a new life.  Donations are not needed for him, but please look at Dollie, she needs you now.
Oct.14/02: Surgery went very well for darling Babe (nka Cole) besides the cruiciate, he had to have his dew claws removed, and a fatty tumor.  
Oct. 16/02: Cole is recuperating, and not liking being confined, but necessary for his rehabilitation.
Nov. 16/02: Cole is doing great, and thank you Barb for helping and loving another Baby in need.

Please open your hearts and pocketbooks, and help Babe

Nov./04
Babe nka Cole 
" hard to believe this is the same dog"
I cannot thank his owner Barbara for her dedication and care she has given this boy.






Thank you Ana Marie & Jackie for helping our Babe!

My appreciation and thanks for Donations to:

Manuela Loth from Puyallup, WA
Jane Beam from Idaho
Nancy Allyn from Bothell, WA
Cathy Davis (Parker, Uno & Dudly) Vancouver, WA
John Ratchford from Port Townsend, WA
Janice Nichols from Mt. Vernon, WA
Teri Preston from Bellingham, WA
Sue Nowakowski, of MA (in loving memory of Sable 1992-2002)
Mary Lee Bass of Kirkland, WA
Sherri Pangelinan of Portland, Or.
Cheryl Betts (Minnie & Mickey) of Federal Way, WA
Dorothy White, Bothell, WA
Rebecca Boylan, Sammamish, WA
Pat Nakagawa, Honolulu, Hi
Sandy Opperman (Elvis & Willie),Wexford, PA
Barbara & Jack Greenberg, Covina, CA
Annie & Jeff Rubin, Oak Harbor, WA (in memory of a beautiful soul- our Fred)
Pat Fuller, her compassionate daughter Laura & Teddy, Fort Langley, B.C. Canada ( in memory of Oscar, a dog we were too late to save)

A Dog's Plea

Treat me kindly, my beloved friend,
for no heart in all the world is greater than the loving heart of me.

Do not break my spirit with a stick,
for though I should lick your hand between blows,
your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me
the things you would have me learn.

Speak to me often,
for your voice is the world's sweetest music,
as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail
when your footstep falls upon my waiting ear.

Please take me inside when it is cold and wet,
for I am a domesticated animal no longer accustomed to bitter elements.

I ask no greater glory
than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth.

Keep my pan filled with fresh water,
for I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.

Feed me clean food that I may stay well,
to romp and play and do your bidding,
to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able
to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.

And, my friend, when I am very old,
and I no longer enjoy good health, hearing and sight,
do not make heroic efforts to keep me going.
I am not taken gently.
I shall leave this earth knowing with the last breath I draw
that my fate was always safest in your hands