It’s a story we hear all too often here at Edgar’s Mission—a kind-hearted neighbour witnessing the tragedy of ewe in trouble on a neighbouring property. A closer inspection reveals she has recently given birth. Contacting the landholder concerned, who unfortunately in this instance (as in many others) is an absentee farmer, the kind heart is informed, “I’ll deal with it in a couple of days, you can have the lamb, otherwise I will hit it on the head when I get there”. Sadly, the ewe passed away shortly thereafter, but the lamb did not. Taken in and offered warmth, sweet formula and kindness, the little one had just been thrown the lifeline she needed to thrive. But how many are not so fortunate? The Australian newspaper reported in 2012 this figure was 15 million lambs dying within the first 48 hours of life, with most newborns succumbing to exposure to the cold weather.
Such a daunting statistic casts a question mark on the oft-touted remark that sheep are “supremely designed for the Australian environment”—clearly this is not true of our harsh climate. Continue reading
Now we all know that good things come in small packages, right? But did you know that lifesaving things come in small packages covered with fur? Proof positive is a petite little Guinea Pig named Ms Truffles. Ms Truffles came into our care recently after the passing of one of our guinea pigs, Montezuma, whose passing left her partner broken-hearted and lonely. Seeing the forlorn look on little Hernando Cortez’s face each day and hearing his high-pitched little “wees” saw us seeking to find a guinea pig in need of a home. Answering our prayers were the good folk at Coldstream Animal Aid, who had recently taken in a very pretty little Abyssinian guinea pig they had named Ms Truffles. In navigating her way through our guinea pig enclosure, Ms Truffles also managed to navigate her way into Hernando Cortez’s heart.
While guinea pigs are truly special little guys and gals, please do your research before taking them into your world, as sadly all too often, the novelty of their cuteness wears off long before the responsibility of their care and welfare does. Continue reading
Spied by the side of the road by a kind-hearted motorist, the quizzically moving creature was at first thought to be a tiny tri-coloured kitten. But they were wrong. The hapless lost critter was a pint-sized piggy soon to be christened Gerald. With species no barrier to the motorist’s kindness, and fearing the worst for Gerald (after all, the side of a busy road late at night is no place for a tiny baby), he was quickly bundled up and taken to an emergency veterinary clinic where a chain of lost/abandoned animal procedures and red tape saw him ultimately surrendered to Edgar’s Mission. If only animals could talk, we are sure Gerald would have one tale to tell—if only he stopped nuzzling the ground long enough.
While pigs, do get dirty sometimes, they’re not dirty animals.
Pigs keep their living quarters neat and tidy, choosing to do their ‘dirty business’ away from their sleeping and eating areas. So, what’s with the mud? Pigs don’t sweat, so they lay in mud wallows to cool down, and the mud acts as a natural insect repellent. It’s undeniable, pigs are cool!
In a world that is not always kind to lambs, it was kindness that saved Lambie Baa Baa. Born on a frosty morn and sadly orphaned not long thereafter, this little lamb seemed destined soon to become another statistic. But he did not. Securing not only his release but a chance at a life truly worth living, Lambie Baa Baa was soon Edgar’s Mission bound. With colostrum thawed and warmed in preparation of his arrival, Lambie Baa Baa was soon to claim his second and third hearts (having already stolen that of the Good Samaritan who saved him). Bearing testament to his few hours on this earth were his still moist and blood-engorged umbilical cord, along with the eponychium* on his little hooves.
‘tis a fact, the aged ewe, Martha, loves her tiny baby, Mandii—in fact, she is besotted with her. All the while either nickering to her or gently nuzzling her side, this is truly love in its purest of forms. Despite the now-happy outcome for both Martha and Mandii, it has been a tragic road for them to get there.
We place Martha’s age around ten to twelve years, judging by the wear and tear on the worn-down little stumps that were once her pearly white incisor teeth. Squeezing the last dollar from Martha, she had been impregnated yet again, more than likely to produce even more prime lambs (those destined for human consumption). However, this time circumstances arose that saw Martha become lost, unclaimed and apparently helpless, although the latter is not entirely correct, for dear Martha’s steely resolve ensured she would never give up, despite her pitifully thin but heavily pregnant body. Continue reading
Whilst our David Copperfield is no magician, he certainly did manage to wrangle himself out of a life and death situation. And in doing so, he does have a story to tell. A story of one dear little lamb and the goodness of the human heart—four, actually.
Little David was born on a sheep-farming property in the far north of our state. Unknown to the humans charged with her care, sadly, his mother, who had recently given birth to a male lamb, had passed away. With predators hovering and harsh weather prevailing, the chances of David Copperfield writing another chapter in his life seemed bleak. And had his mournful cries not pierced the ears and heart of a kindly family who serendipitously happened to be staying on the property, he surely would be no more. So, heading back to Melbourne with an extra one in tow, the two young children of the family formed a determined bond with the wee lamb. Children have such a natural instinct to care for the vulnerable; sadly, such an exemplary trait is all too often extinguished with the passage of time. But thankfully not in this family. Continue reading
Trotwood Copperfield, although small in size, is great in courage. Perhaps a reflection of his saviour, who could have simply driven past on that fateful day when they spied the wee chap desperately trying to suckle from his sick mum, who was unable to rise. Pretty much in the middle of nowhere, and almost without a hope of kindness to save him, this could have been Trotwood’s worst day. But it wasn’t—although he didn’t know it yet. With help at hand proving to be almost as elusive as a phone signal, our kind heart could have been forgiven for giving up.
A call from our friends at the RSPCA in Castlemaine to assist with an orphan lamb saw us presented with one of the saddest babies we have ever met. Even her pretty pink jacket, warm bottle and a cute as a button new friend in Little Boy Blue could not stop this wee lamb crying. Desperate were her pleas for the one thing we could never give her: her mother. Hearing the frantic bleats, and seeing her desperate pacing left no doubt in our minds that lambs form the strongest bonds with their mothers, something circumstance cannot break. One of our most heart-breaking of days was the first day with Little Girl Pink, as she cried and cried and then cried some more for the mother she would never see again. No amount of sweet milk formula nor cuddles was going to cut it for her. As the days slowly rolled on, Little Girl Pink came to terms with her situation, a stoic resolve guiding her through.
A tiny lamb suddenly appearing in the headlights of a late-night traveller was something this kind-hearted driver least expected. But sadly, this was no tiny baby who had simply lost their way, as a serious head wound told of a lucky escape from a predator, who dropped the hapless animal some distance from where he ought to be. But this is where Little Boy Blue’s luck turned from bad to bright, as he was taken home and a call hastily made to Edgar’s Mission. With the wound still fresh, several stiches were needed to close the gaping hole in the little guy’s head. Now all he needed to make his life complete was a warm bottle and snazzy jacket (resigning ourselves to the fact that, sadly, Little Boy Blue would never see his dear mum again). But with determination in our stride, compassion in our hearts and teddy bears at the ready, we have promised our new friend that we will be the best mum for him we can ever be.
Dear little Anne of Green Gables, and her ever-present smile on her sweet face, reminds us daily of the vulnerability of her kind. And also, the goodness of the human heart. From the vantage point of her country home, the feeble cries of an abandoned and newborn lamb saw our hero swing into action as night time was quickly descending and wily foxes were no doubt surveying their quarry—awaiting their time to pounce. This was most definitely a case of finding the right place at just the right time for little Anne of Green Gables.
A couple of weeks back, on a cold and bitter day, an abandoned ewe, who had been inhabiting the grassy verge of a train line, gave birth to not one but two tiny lambs on the train tracks. The terrified and confused mother, quickly fleeing, urging her babies to do so also. Yet young and weak, they could not. On seeing this happen, our brave heart knew that with the busy morning express train shortly to hurtle down that very line as it did at the same time every day, the wee lambs would surely be killed. Thinking swiftly with his feet and his heart, his single act of kindness spared the two baby lambs. With their condition critical and no colostrum in their system, time was of the essence if there was to be any chance of saving the lambs. Not long thereafter, the baby lambs were in our care as we set about a plan to return the next day and, aided by daylight and a deft team of kind crusaders, attempt to catch the terrified ewe. Although, to be honest, we doubted our chances, as we pondered whatever had happened to her to cause such fear in her heart.
On this Mother’s Day we celebrate mothers, in all their glorious shapes and species, and thank them for making the world a kinder and safer place for those they love.
We’d like to dedicate Meghan’s uplifting rescue story to mothers everywhere, may your babies stay safe and sound.
If red makes cars go faster, can it make tails go faster too? Little Boy Blue would have you believe this fable is fact, but it’s not the red coat that fuels that waggling tail, it’s something deeper.
Little Boy Blue lost his mother and almost his life, but he’s still here and his love for life is plain for all to see. You can see it in the way he melts into cuddles, in the way he lays in the sun with his buddy Little Girl Pink and in the way he blissfully shakes his tail while drinking in that sweet, warm milk.
After his terrible head injury, we knew it was only right to provide Little Boy Blue with the best veterinary treatment available. So, we booked him in for a CAT scan. The results came back immediately: Little Boy Blue and Makamae are unequivocally adorable.
It seems nothing can faze Little Boy Blue, cool as a cucumber even as a curious cat cuddles. And the future has never looked brighter for this affable chap. Continue reading
When Hansel first arrived at Edgar’s Mission, he was only a little cherub-faced sprite with knobbly knees. A bobby calf and considered no use to the dairy industry into which he was born, Hansel is truly one in millions. Now he’s flourished into a magnificent boy with a magnificent tongue. Watch as he puts it to good use capturing those delicious Wheetbix treats.
You can learn more about Hansel and sign up to be his Best Buddy here.
We know, it can be difficult to get going in the morning. Well Doctor Edgar’s has just the right dose of cuteness to cure that morning drag. Recently orphaned Benjamin, Princess Leia and Dominic found refuge and the care they desperately needed at Edgar’s Mission – and they also found warm bottles to guzzle with gusto. Take a look at these three tail-wagging cuties and call us in the morning.
Being presented with three barely-clinging-to-life, day-old goats was just another challenge sent our way. Recently separated from their mothers, who had been sent to slaughter, the tiny, confused and bewildered babes tried to make sense of the world. As did we. But there was little time for judgment calls as the most urgent need was tending the three orphans before us.
The defending champions take to the ring for yet another bout. Benjamin and Dominic are set to wrestle your heart away with their play antics, sweet waggly tails and all. Pay close attention to Benjamin, in the green jumper, as he positions his ears just so for every headbutt.
At the conclusion of the round it was decided everyone is a winner – the athletes succeeded in winning our hearts in a blaze of glory.
On this day one year ago a tiny goat waddled into our lives and collective hearts, and there he has remained. Despite all of his health challenges Steady Eddie continues to rock our world every day.
So it was fitting that today we got to pay the favour back, as the humans who love him most, along with many of his loyal friends, new fans and a world famous cricketer (Peter Siddle) celebrated Eddie’s first re-birthday. And hitting it for a six was the amazing degustation Eddie devoured along with some awesome cakes supplied by Mrs Monagle’s Ethical Fine Foods his human friends. Hippo birdie two ewe, little buddy <3
What does pure relief look like? Homa’s expression says it all.
Once a stud merino ram, Homa had since aged beyond his usefulness and became homeless. Finding himself at a rural pound with greatly overgrown fleece, Homa was to be given a second chance and an eccentric but essential new haircut – removing the hundreds of grass seeds forging their way through his skin.
Homa has found his way home and his welfare will never again depend upon his “usefulness” – from here on out, this dear gent’s only task is the pursuit of happiness.
Read Homa’s full story and see more photos here.
I did save a strawberry for you, but then I got hungry. It’s the thought that counts, right?
Kris Kringle is quite the gentleman.
And kindness has never been so cute.
Princess Leia is proof that a little bit of kindness makes the whole world of difference.
I’m ready for my close up now.
When your heart is as beautiful as Ruby’s, you’ll always take a great picture.
Feeling blue? We have just the cure – cute piglets having breakfast. Bye bye Monday Blues!
Knock knock. Who’s there? It’s me, Madeline Merino.
Doe-eyed Madeline owes her life to a sweltering heatwave. Noticing her difficulty walking, her previous caretakers decided it was too hot to dig a hole to bury the little lamb – and as the days passed they realised there was another option. And we’re so glad they did.
Read Madeline’s story here.
And how privileged are we to witness the special bonds between Carol and her piglets. Seeing Carol nurture her precious babies is enough to warm our souls.
You can watch Carol’s heartwarming arrival video here.
It’s true, there’s no escaping the charms of our residents. Brothers Dan and Mike Miao, from band The Getaway Plan, are both compassionate animal-lovers and yesterday were captured by Hip Hop Bob, Morgan Sheep and three tiny kids, among others. How blessed we are to be able to share the magic of Edgar’s Mission with such bright and kind hearts.
A while ago we shared an article written by Dan about his change of heart about fishing, if you missed it you can read it here.
This is a public service announcement. Please stop what you are doing and look at this incriminating photo, we need your help to catch these offenders. You won’t regret it.
Cookie, Kris Kringle and Candy are wanted for causing hearts to flutter and showing people that little piggies deserve only to be treated with kindness.
On that fateful day, the driver didn’t see Mixie fall, or leap, from the back of the stockcrate that was carrying her to be butchered. Actually, nobody had really seen Mixie until the kind stranger secured her safe passage to Edgar’s Mission. Anyone who truly saw her – as an innocent and gentle calf deserving of happiness, kindness and her mother’s knowing care – would never have thought her life was worth anything less.
An open and kind heart is one of the greatest gifts we can share with the world. Once we start to really see farmed animals, they leap into our hearts as though their lives depend on it. Which they do.