Fabiënne´s Diary 
On this page our President will share happy, funny, special, but also sad stories with you ...
Bully
Among the sick pups, one-eyed mam Podenco and the little dogs, there is Bully, a four year old Bullterrier with a serious skindisease. Although his skin is totally red and looks really painful, he is the nothing but friendly.. He is big papa bear for the unwanted pups who are slowly dieing here.. He surrounds them with love and care.. It touches your hart when you see how these animals cope with the situation. They know it! They are not dumb, nor insensitive. Together with mum one-eye Bully is there for the little ones and tries to be the strong one… Mum one-eye is so depressed her little pups can’t drink, she doesn’t has the strength anymore.. Bully tries to stay positive.. It’s really hartbreaking to see… We hope we can save this wonderful dog.. Who helps him get out of the misery?? Who can give this animals a well deserved second chance?
Spring is in the air
Spring is in the air, beautiful green sceneries as in silent contrast with the misery behind the trees. Animals that suffer daily, thousands of galgo and podenco are killed despite the law that forbids these unnecessary cruelties. It continues, but sometimes there are some lucky ones, who come in our hands and have a future. Vicky is on of them………
Our car loaded with cages, an early morning to the killing station, We have gathered our courage knowing we will come back with a car of lucky sweethearts but must leave behind so many others in need. And then off we go. Upon arrival at Los barrios we must slow down as the road is damaged by the heavy rain. Hobbly bobbly we approach our destination. Suddenly a brown contrast in the green fresh gras….. a small head that is pointed our way. No doubt there was a podenco out there. Would she come? I sushed the dogs and we looked for our sandwiches to offer……. The small tiny thing was wagging gently her tail in hope and approached, oh yes she wanted to come, her life was saved………
It is a small girl, 1 year old maybe. Both paws show the marks of the cord that had hang her. Her body a skeleton, clearly she had only little time left to survive on her own. A head searching comfort in your arms, despite everything she has been through she is just good and friendly, gratefully eating the beef we offer.
This little girl, clearly weeks without food, visible wounds, eyes that speak the world of misery she has been put through, a long way to go but the will to live,…… She is one of the many thousands out there……

Dirk, "El Chapucero", very busy repairing the flight kennels of ACE!
Twinkle
This I must tell you, from the heart, from an old podenco....called Twinkle...

Years and years I was living in a shed, ones a week it was celebration for all of us, when our owner threw us some bread, we fighted with eachother to eat this wonderful meal, and we were grateful, we were been let out now and then when our owner decided to have fun, to kill in the fields, in the week he went for hunting we had no celebration, no bread,.... he wanted us to be hungry to hunt,....I was a brave boy, years and years and then, one day, my owner hung me on a tree, I was hungry and thirsty, and the sun burned my body, the ground was hard and wet by night, and I saw the light coming, the freedom, the end of this life,.... then, some human took me to a place called El Refugio, I don´t remember, I only know that my body was given up, the pain and the cry to end this life was so desperate.... The vet took me with him, and promised to release me of this hell, but when he wanted to put the final shot, he suddenly took me in his arms, and said: poor boy, why don´t you give it a try, why don´t you just try to get better and we will look for someone who will love you a few months, years,...who knows...... I slept for days and days and Paul, the vet fell in love with me, and I love him as well, they say my eyes are alive again, and after taking away my bad teeth, and having a bath and having food, my God they have dry food here!...and no bread....I feel a bit better, and yes, I have a twinkle in my eyes,....for the first time in life... Can my name be TWINKLE....?
Thousands of podencos are being hanged, are left to be killed, or shot or kicked to death,... TWINKLE is one of them.....
Fabienne, February 3, 2007
Unfortunately Twinkle + didn´t make it...he crossed the Rainbow Bridge on 18th February 2007...
Rest in Peace dear Twinkle...
23 February 2007
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