Animal
Advocates of B.C. "Until he extends his circle of compassion to include |
Lillian (Babe) Ruth Couture, March 13, 1927 to June 8, 2001. |
After a
life-long battle with colitis and Crohn's disease it was time to find a pain-free place. Pre-deceased
by son Greg. Survived by son Vic, daughter & son-in-law
Maureen & Ken Knight along with grand-daughters Megan & Shannon. Lillian
worked hard all her life bringing up her 3 children by herself along with her mother Edna
Sibley. Among many
interests she sang in various choirs including the Dairyland and Burnaby General Hospital
choirs. As one who
could not stand cruelty to animals she was a passionate member of Animal Advocates
Society. Recently
retired, she joined the Sapperton Fish & Game Club and was looking forward to a summer
full of fishing in B.C. and Alaska. AAS can tell you a lot more about Lillian - for example how feisty she was. When AAS was asked by reporter Chuck Montgomery of Vancouver Magazine for an interview on the subject of why dogs are rescued off chains we put him in touch with several women brave enough to tell what they had done, and why. Lillian was one of them. Here are the excerpts of the parts about Lillian, but we can now set the record straight: it was no nice little border collie that Lillian rescued that dark night, it was a huge Rottweiller that weighed more than she did and was as strong as a tank. From Vancouver Magazine, September 2000: SEVENTY-THREE-YEAR-OLD "Ruth" HAS DIME-SIZED bruises on her arm where a friends German shepherd pawed her minutes before we met. She is alarmingly thin. When she walks, she seems to sway. Fragile. Not the kind of woman you would expect to leap a neighbours fence in the dead of night and run off with his border collie. But leap she did. "I was terrified. I thought, Please God, dont let him catch me. Hell kill me. But you cant live with a broken heart, so I said, run Barbie, run! We went out the front gate and ran for three blocks to my car. Then we got the hell out of there." Barbie now lives somewhere in Fraser Valley, with a family that treats dogs the way Ruth would. Is it any wonder AAS loved her so much? And she was the first to volunteer to stuff envelopes and help in anyway she could. What a loss to her family of humans and animals. |
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