There’s not much more we can add to this story than to say, “Thank you.” Our incredible Five Dollar Friday community, you have given factory farm escapee Barbra Streisand her happily ever after. After just one month in our care, Barbra’s severely burned feet are no longer causing her pain, the welts and scratches that punctuated her sides upon her arrival are now healed and her eyes… gosh those eyes now tell a story of a pig who knows her troubles are far, far behind her.
Team Five Dollar Friday. You made this happen. You’re making our world kinder. For Barbra. For all of us. Thank you.
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Reminding us of the vulnerability of domesticated animals was a young lamb recently spotted at a truck stop on a busy highway. Whilst her circumstance was unknown, her fate was almost sealed, had not the goodness of the human heart come to the fore. With phone call after phone call seeking to ensure a safe outcome for the wee one, it was believed one had been secured, and a peaceful night of sleep was had by the kind heart. However, with the rising of sun, so too came a rising anxiety for the sheep, and so off they set just to be sure things had been put right. Heartache upon heartache, our Good Samaritan’s heart sank as they saw the hapless animal still by the roadside—all that time and no help had come.
Not only is this undeniably true, our words, our deeds and our intentions all have the power to create the future we desire. Here’s how we here at Edgar’s Mission continued along our journey toward a kinder world in 2018.
Our unending thanks to all those who make our work possible. We couldn’t do this without you.
Ray Ray, Hansel, Burpy, Together, Lucille, Babe, Queenie, Lemonade, Mary, Try…. These are just some of the lives our Five Dollar Friday community changed in 2018.
52 weeks of kindness. 52 weeks of changing lives together. We couldn’t do it without you.
Roaming in a public reserve with many years’ fleece eventually proving too great a burden to carry, this handsome boy found kindness in the nick of time. Named ‘Better’ because that’s exactly what he deserves, a much-needed haircut was promptly scheduled as our work begun to ensure his would be a life worth living from here on in.
It was a dark night when Sophie came into our world, the circumstances those of a perfect storm. Delayed leaving the sanctuary for her rescue, with a tank low on fuel, a phone battery not fully charged, and a vehicle highlighting the simple yet challenging question, “If we could live happy and healthy lives without harming others…why wouldn’t we?”, we bravely ventured into dairy country to rescue a blind bobby calf.
Taking the story back a week or two, we were first alerted to this tiny albeit determined waif by an animal-loving veterinary nurse holidaying in Australia. Drawn by this love, Sophie found herself working on a dairy farm, tending the many calves. “Do you know what happens to the unwanted calves?” her voice trembled. Like Alice, she had stepped into the unknown, but unlike Alice, she had wound up on the other side of the curtain that shields the dairy industry.
Smile at a stranger, help an elderly person across the road, clean up litter or help an animal in need. Whilst none of these things are obligatory, they certainly present us with opportunities to evoke one of our most noble qualities, that of kindness. Born into this world incomplete, vulnerable and needy, right from the get go, we humans all need, want and flourish with kindness. It could be well said we are hardwired for kindness. The great naturalist and biologist Charles Darwin too recognized this. Although his name is so often synonymous with “survival of the fittest”, Darwin postulated that groups of individuals who looked out for one another were more successful in raising their young, ensuring their genes could go on to raise more offspring. However, science now tells us that the benefits of kindness go beyond this, benefiting both the recipient of the kind gesture as well as the dispenser of it. Continue reading
Together we stand, united by our love for the animal residents who call our sanctuary home. United by a kindness and compassion that sees us allies in a digitally-powered world that can sometimes appear geared toward making us go it alone.
And together we have truly changed the world for a goat named Together. You may recall this dear girl arrived into our care some months ago, terrified and suffering extensive facial injuries after having experienced a predator attack. You may have followed Together’s journey to recovery over the past weeks, which we’re delighted to announce finally culminated in her receiving a veterinary all clear, meaning Together has now recovered from her injuries and no longer requires daily treatment or medication. Continue reading
“If we could live happy and healthy lives without harming others… why wouldn’t we?”
As we round out Be Kind to Animals Week for yet another year we wanted to share with you this album of truly special moments. Some of these images may make you laugh. Some may make you smile. Some may even bring a tear to your eye. Yet each of the photos before you tells a story. They tell a story of lives, both human and animal, who have been touched by kindness. These photos tell the story of why we do the work we do.
Today is World Gratitude Day and we here at Edgar’s Mission wanted to take a moment to tell you about something we’re most grateful for. Actually, it is not a something but rather a someone. That someone is you.
Whilst I am not sure exactly when this diary started, I do know the first tear-stained page was etched in a commercial pig farm that should belong to a bygone era. But sadly, it and others like it do not. Here gentle sows like Princess never have a name, let alone a reason to live. Their existence is in a world allergic to compassion, kindness and even a straw bed. Their beautiful bodies and curious minds are reduced to mere productions units, producing 2.2 litters of piglets a year. Their pitiful lives are measured by output not opportunities. Yet somehow, between this servitude and her salvation, Princess and three of her buddies wound up in the middle of a state forest and herein turned a brave new page of the Princess Diaries.
On 22 July 2018 the plight of a critically injured sow met with the path of kindness. There she lay, bloodied and bleeding, her exhausted and emaciated body barely finding the strength to heave out her next breath. In what would seem like her darkest of hours, Princess was to find her north star in the form of a kind-hearted four wheel drive enthusiast who happened to be in the wrong place at the right time. Desperate, confused and devoid of phone reception, the kind heart elected to wait it out until another car came along, hoping beyond hope it would be piloted by another equally kind heart. As Princess lay stoic and motionless, save the blood still spurting from her wound, she accepted her lot as a young piglet came into view and refused to leave her side. Continue reading
On 22 July 2018, three abandoned sows and a piglet were found severely emaciated and riddled with parasites in a forest. Paving their way to kindness and our sanctuary were a wildlife rescuer and a four wheel drive enthusiast. Whilst their circumstance raises so many questions that remain unanswered, we do know they have now truly found heaven in a haystack.
Our heartfelt thanks as always to Manfred and Helen from Five Freedoms Animal Rescue and our new friend Anthony, who all serendipitously came upon the pigs on that fateful day, and whose actions ensured their safety.
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“Aerodynamically, the bumble bee shouldn’t be able to fly, but the bumble bee doesn’t know it so she goes on flying anyway.”
We dubbed her journey, The Flight of the Bumblebee because with the multitude of obstacles before her, dear little Fanta lamb was never meant to thrive. Found in the middle of the harsh Victorian winter, in a paddock with the body of her mother and her ovine companions strewn as far as the eye could see, punctuated by the words of the farmer, “She’s not going to make it,” the odds stacked against Fanta were dire indeed. This was even before taking into account the condition which saw the dear lamb unable to balance, stand or coordinate her limbs. But noone told Fanta this. Armed with our industriously designed shopping bag sling, the words of Mary Kay Ash in mind, an army of kindness and the determination and bravery of the little lamb named Fanta who we all came to know and love, the rest, as they say, is history. Continue reading
This photo means so much to me for so many reasons. Let me explain. It was a day I had planned to be a quiet day (that in itself a rare thing indeed), spent inside catching up on tasks, reading a bit and maybe, just maybe, watching a movie. Alas, I hadn’t read the tea leaves very well for it was anything but. Due to some unexpected circumstances, the warmth of my bed and Jessica Kitten cuddles were replaced by the chills, biting wind and rain that are typical to a midwinter’s day here in Lancefield. Wrapped up in my woes, my day just kept heading south. Along with the temperature, I must add. None of this was helped when I misjudged the protection my gumboot could offer versus the depth of a puddle by a millimetre as cold, muddy water soon enveloped my sock and inched its murky way between my frozen toes. Adding yet another degree of delight to my day was my runny nose that saw me devoid of a tissue, although it probably would not have mattered that much as my tingling hands were frozen into the most useless of positions. “Chocolate, I need chocolate,” my soul cried, as I limped my way back to the house to oblige, granting myself the smallest of mercies. And then there was Ray Ray. And it all just melted away.
Making good his escape from a grisly fate recently was a handsome Merino whether we have christened Captain Courageous. Whether he had escaped from the abattoir by which he was found or leapt from an abattoir-bound truck we may never know, however one thing we do know for certain is whatever made this dear boy flee a situation that was unlikely to end well for him indeed sealed his fate. Some may say it was instinct as, being a prey animal, a sheep’s defence is often to flee. However, those who know sheep as we do, as individuals with unique characters and an intense love of life, may call it something different. They may call it bravery. Or courage. And after meeting this dear boy we would have to wholeheartedly agree.
Benefitting from the kindness of our Five Dollar Friday community is Mildred, a brave ewe who found sanctuary at Edgar’s Mission a little over four years ago. Dear Mildred’s back still bears the scars of the Mickleham bushfire which saw her and her companion Mavis on the run, with nowhere to call home in a country town devastated by the inferno. Since her rescue, Mildred has lived a life filled with love, friendship and, of course, wheet bix treats in our sheep flock.
However, we recently detected an abrasion on Mildred’s nose, which did not respond to treatment. We had no history of this area of Mildred’s nose being scarred from her past experiences and when the skin took on an appearance that healthy tissue never should, a biopsy was performed by our wonderful vet, Sabine. We soon received the news we were fearing as the sample returned a positive result for squamous cell carcinoma.
Little Ray Ray, a lamb born without eyes, shows courage where few would. Despite having no sight, her vision remains firm; to explore the world and all of her magic. And this is something we delight in seeing each day, as Ray Ray jumps for the sheer joy of it – with wanton abandon.
Removing darkness from the lives of farmed animals and replacing it with hope, love and kindness is something we do every day here at Edgar’s Mission. We couldn’t do this life-saving and life-changing work without people believing what we believe- that every animal deserves, at the very least, a little ray of sunshine. We ask if you can, please support our work today with a tax-deductible donation. And if you do, it won’t only be Ray Ray jumping for joy.
Reaping the benefits from our Five Dollar Friday Community’s kindness this week was our beloved Parker goat. Parker, a gentle giant Anglo Nubian cross has become a firm favourite among staff, volunteers and visitors alike with his cheeky personality, his unmistakable ears that often seem to have a life of their own and his perfectly executed, “Please Sir, can I have some more?” look whenever the rustle of a wheet bix box is in the vicinity of those aforementioned ears.
Over the years, Parker has been the recipient of multiple life-saving surgeries to correct issues within his urinary tract, which if left untreated or undetected, would likely have led to a most painful death. Regular checks and treatments are now part of Parker’s ongoing care regime to ensure his redirected urethra remains functioning and allows him to live a comfortable and pain-free life.
Promoted as getting your clothes whiter than white, the hit media campaign of the 70s (yes, that’s the 1970s—some of us folk are that old!) by whitegoods manufacturer, Whirlpool, saw the catchphrase “Guess whose mum’s got a Whirlpool?” enter the Australian lexicon. With the essence of family, caring and responsibility at its heart, we could think of no more fitting name than “Whirlpool” for a whiter-than-white little lamb who tumbled into our world one recent evening. She was found only hours earlier by kind hearts, who quickly realised that had they not intervened, Whirlpool would have tumbled from this world. With two tiny teeth threatening to erupt from her baby gums, we could safely guess this hapless lamb was but two days young.
“We don’t give up on those we love. We fight like hell until there is nothing left to give. This is how we should love each other.” Kiana Azizian
To which we wish to add, “And then we dust ourselves off and fight some more.” This is what all gentle, emotional and intelligent beings like Hip Hop Bob deserve. It’s been another intense week of rehabilitation for our beloved Hip Hop, who underwent surgery to relieve pressure on her spinal cord and although progress, as can be expected, is still slow, Hip Hop is most certainly taking some steps (metaphorically speaking of course) to recovery.
Two hourly rehab sessions in which Hip Hop is carefully lifted whilst ‘scratch foot’ exercises are performed on each hind limb are beginning to bring back some movement to her legs. We can now feel her placing pressure on our hands as this exercise is performed and every now and again a twitch of the hoof or a lift of the leg of her own accord has us feeling this may just be one obstacle our beloved girl can overcome.
Driving almost halfway across the country to find a safe haven for a little lamb is not something everyone would do. But that is exactly what Alex did to save the life of little Ray Ray, a sweet little lamb who was born without eyes. This condition, known as microphthalmia, afflicts lambs whose both parents carry this recessive gene. It is characterised by either very small or absent eyes; in Ray Ray’s case, her eyes are absent. But that does not stop her in her desire to experience the world and all of her magic. Showing courage where few would, Ray Ray loves nothing more than to jump with wanton abandon at any opportunity. Slowly too she is learning to gravitate to the sound of our clapping hands, and her “seeing eye buddy” is growing accustomed to wearing a bell.
Who would have thought that getting lost could save a life? Well, that is just what happened recently when two kind hearts set off for a trek that was to last several hundred kilometres to deliver a little blind lamb to Edgar’s Mission. But with a GPS with a mind of its own (and don’t we all know and love those!), our heroes were directed down a road most certainly least travelled and right into the path of a little lost lamb.
Coming together to help the most vulnerable and least heard amongst us no doubt brings out the best within us, and that is just what happened in the rescue of Together. One can only imagine the terror that coursed through the veins of this gentle goat as the dog latched his teeth onto her face. Ripping one ear completely off and part of the other, it was the left side of her face that bore the most severe brunt of this trauma. But battered and bloodied, she had survived, as nothing had been able to extinguish her will to live. Thankfully in the days after her rescue, as her fear began to subside, so too did the swelling that had claimed her left eye, and it was only now that a sigh of relief could be let out, as it was revealed that her eye remained intact.
Sounding more like a recipe for a good night out, Fettucine and Martini are the names of two of the most recent lamby arrivals to Edgar’s Mission. Each year we take in dozens and dozens of tiny lambs, often newborns as in the case of dear little Fettucine (and no, he couldn’t get any cuter if he tried) or ones whose mothers have passed away (sadly this was the case for the diminutive Martini, although she had struggled for over a week on her own)—and yet more have been found wandering aimlessly beside busy highways or outback country roads.
They say it takes a village to raise a child and it takes an entire community to save the precious life of an affable, clever, gorgeous and beloved pig.
If you have been following our recent updates, you will be all too aware that our dear Hip Hop Bob underwent surgery earlier this week to relieve the pressure being placed upon her spinal cord in an effort to restore sensation to her rear limbs.
Life was meant for good friends and great adventures.
Very recently, our brave How–Now parted ways with her friends, and as we humans feel pain when relationships break down, dear How-Now was lonely and in desperate need of friendship. Nevertheless, spirited How–Now did not give up, with confidence showing her the way, she became acquainted with a friendly girl called Onesie. The dear girls sleep in the vet room within the vicinity of a warm heater. And as besties do, they chat for hours over dinner, until it’s deep into the night. And when they are not eating or chatting, they spend their days in the yard having a dust bath, as friends encourage each other to take great care of themselves, physically as well as mentally.
With their herd slaughterhouse bound, Cal and Bonnet somehow found themselves on the right side of kindness and instead were Edgar’s Mission bound. That two young lives were spared shows a glimmer of hope in what is that blackest of hours for Boer goats. Introduced into Australia in 1980s from South Africa, the Boer goats have, through their selected genetics for fast growth, become renowned as “meat goats”. However, as we constantly find, regardless of the label we humans place on an animal, nothing can diminish their will to live.
“Tiny, she’s shiny. She looks so neat above her feet, we call her Tiny shiny”
My name is Pam Ahern and to many people, I have become synonymous with pigs and farmed animals—for after all, it was a pig who trotted into my world in 2003 and changed both of our lives forever. But what not so many people know is that it was a little one-time stray cat named Tiny who first ignited my fascination and love for animals in all of their glorious forms—something the passage of time has failed to extinguish. Little Tiny and her “plus one” Blackie were the first animals to ever grace my world. Rounding out the four-legged contingent of our family was Laddie, an affable yet goofy black Labrador who often mistook me for a tree as we became constant companions and together navigated every inch of our family’s backyard. To Laddie I was the most important person in the world. Through his gentle presence, I learned of the unreserved loyalty of dogs that so easily lends itself to the self-sacrifices dogs make in saving their humans.
It’s been a week since Ray Ray’s epic road trip to Edgar’s Mission and not a day goes by in which we aren’t blown away by this dear little lamb’s ability to thrive despite seemingly insurmountable odds. Born with no eyes, Ray Ray is a lamb many would discount as being able to live a full and rich life. But not kind-hearted Alex, who saw hope where others might see none and who left no stone unturned to secure Ray Ray’s future.
This week Ray Ray was back on the road, albeit this time for a far shorter trip to our trusted friends at Animal Eye Care, Malvern for a thorough ophthalmologist examination and expert opinion on her condition. You can imagine our delight when we received the news Ray Ray indeed has every chance of leading a full and happy life and is experiencing no current complications as a result of her condition. We now have a care plan in place and regular check-ups as Ray Ray grows will ensure we can identify any issues if they arise and provide prompt treatment.
Little Ray Ray – what she lacks in sight she more than makes for in courage and her vision that the world is something to be explored for all of her magic.