Left for dead by the side of the road, little Melvin is lucky to be alive today. Found on a pile of rotting corpses the non-ambulatory little sheep could barely move. Yet somehow his feeble cry touched not only the ears but the heart of a council worker who was driving heavy machinery nearby. Clinging to life, the wide eyed Melvin spent several weeks in a quickly fashioned sling. Showering all the love he and his wife could muster, the council worker believed that while Melvin’s spirit remained strong so too would their assistance. Small handfuls of grass and grains made their way to the tiny shrunken stomach of Melvin, each day seeing him grow stronger. Soon it was the family’s pug dogs who offered Melvin barks of encouragement as they raced about, daring a game of chase.
It wasn’t long before Melvin’s recovery had outgrown his suburban digs, and his carers, wanting the best for their sheepy friend, sought Edgar’s Mission’s assistance. At first Melvin was, well a little sheepish. Still not 100% it wasn’t just his confidence that was lacking but it wasn’t too long before the delicious scent of wheetbix had claimed another prisoner and Melvin had lots of reasons to live. Melvin’s friendly disposition quickly came to the fore and before long he was being a most humble ambassador to new arrivals at the sanctuary. One of his charges became Molly, the sole survivor of a horrific truck accident.
And today Melvin was visited by his savoir. ‘Do you think he will remember me?’ The chap asked as we walked up the path to Melvin and his new buddies. Gently nibbling a wheetbix from the hand that saved his life Melvin showed himself to have blossomed into a fine strapping young merino wether. Several tender minutes were spent before work beckoned the Good Samaritan away. Did Melvin recognize the man? I didn’t believe he did, after all Melvin gets many visitors these days. But as we made our way down the path the chap called back ‘see you matey’ Melvin looked up, no he didn’t just look up, he looked into the guy’s eyes and I have no doubt he recognised his friend and the lump in my throat just ballooned.