“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.
If your heart was smiling with Ray Ray’s arrival last Friday, well brace yourself for more! Here is a quick update on how little Ray Ray is getting on at Edgar’s Mission. Please share this video with friends and family to show them just how strong a little lamb can be. With a community of wonderful and supportive people, we are so sure that there is heaps of Kindness at the end of the “Raynbow”.
Together we can save the world…
If you are reading this, it is because you care about the work of Edgar’s Mission and it is only through the belief of people such as you, we are able to change the lives of so many animals for the better. And today we did just that as we welcomed little Ray Ray (a plucky young lamb who was born without eyes), the sweet Lucky Star (who, by the most fortunate of circumstance was found weak, fragile and all alone) and the incredibly resilient Together (a gentle goat who had some days ago been attacked) into our world.
Thank you so incredibly much for believing that a kinder world is possible because we know that together we can make it happen. Have an awesome weekend.
Love and kindness as always
Pam Continue reading
Driving almost half way 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.
In 1963, Italian manufacturing magnate, Ferruccio Lamborghini, decided he wanted to build sophisticated cars, cars that would be defined by their elegance, power and comfort. History reveals that Ferruccio admirably achieved his goal. Today, Lamborghini is synonymous with style, head-turning grace and a distinct turn of speed. But for us at Edgar’s Mission, when we think of the word, what comes to mind is an adorable and cheeky little orphan lamb who goes by the name of Lamborghini, who also has style and head-turning grace—as well as a cute little jump of glee producing a distinct turn of speed when the word “bottle” is mentioned.
A mother’s love is nothing short of magical. A mother is strong, a mother is resilient and a mother never gives up.
Mothers come in all shapes and species. Our mums, your mum and mums from all over. They are all unique, but there is something they certainly share and that is a Mother’s Love.
Today we are celebrating that fateful day fifteen years ago when Pam rescued Edgar. May 10th, 2003, the day that started with a little bit of kindness. Who would have imagined that this very day would bring kindness to so many hearts? And so, here we are, many years later, celebrating Found Edgar Day.
Last Saturday, we joined with friends from all over Australia. What a celebration it was, a glorious, uplifting and inspirational get together of wonderful souls with such kind hearts. We connected over bouncy baby lambs and delicious vegan food, from 2pm ‘til the glorious sun set over our enchanted haven for animals. It was a walk down memory lane, with us all appreciating the past, the present and welcoming the future, at Edgar’s Mission.
We would like to share with you our heart-warming video, on Found Edgar Day. The day that Edgar Alan Pig sparked a light in Pam’s heart, which was to guide her journey to a kinder world. Please, do take a moment out of your busy day, sit back and enjoy this inspirational tribute to the power of kindness.
Here’s to a kinder world for all and Happy Found Edgar Day to you.
Lambs are indeed social animals, relishing in the company of their own kind. And so it was to our bedroom each night dear Beanie Lamb went to ensure she was not lonely. However, coming to our rescue were the newborns, Deanie and the diminutive little Weenie. With their umbilical cords still plump with blood and nutrients, we were reminded of their vulnerability and short time dancing on this earth. Cords disinfected and clipped, warm jackets donned and life-sustaining colostrum downed, they were all set to meet their new buddy, little Beanie.
Whilst a penny will never pay for the thoughts of Beanie Lamb or provide an answer to just where she had been, we do know that it was through the swift-thinking actions of kind-hearted humans that she is alive today. Arriving at Edgar’s Mission in the cutest little baby jump suit emblazoned with little cans of baked beans, wee Beanie could not have pulled at our heart strings any more if she tried. Not long thereafter we learned that a traveller from Geelong had encountered the scared and hungry little one just shy of the township; struggling to rein in Beanie’s poor attempts at directing traffic, soon even more humans stopped to assist, as little Beanie’s journey of kindness began.
It’s not a question many of us ask ourselves daily but with a growing body of evidence supporting the value of a gratitude practice, perhaps we would each benefit from doing so. Gratitude is not only an immediate mood booster but has also been shown to be good for our health, as well as increasing our feeling of connection to those with whom we share our lives. The Harvard Medical School tells us gratitude is “a thankful appreciation for what an individual receives, whether tangible or intangible. With gratitude, people acknowledge the goodness in their lives … As a result, gratitude also helps people connect to something larger than themselves as individuals – whether to other people, nature, or a higher power.”
Certainly, with our busy modern lives, it can be easy to slip into the habit of focusing only on the to-do’s, the should-do’s and the “I can’t believe he/she didn’t do’s.” And whilst some studies tell us the human brain is hard-wired for hope, others state our ancestors only survived due to their tendency the anticipate and respond to negative events. Continue reading
It was in March of 2010 when around 150 people trod up the well-worn bluestone steps to the Bella Union Bar of Melbourne’s historic Trades Hall building. Enthusiastically they listened while heartfelt, funny, poignant and profound letters were read out loud as the brainchild of literary wits, Marieke Hardy and Michaela McGuire etched into being. Not long thereafter the first episode of Women of Letters was complete. Now some 8 years and hundreds of letters later, Women of Letters has reached a global audience as the lost art of letter writing has well and truly been revived. At the heart of Women of Letters was the drive by Marieke and Michaela to raise much-needed funds for the sanctuary they loved. To this end they have achieved admirably and we here at Edgar’s Mission remain forever grateful.
There is no doubt that Cheech and Chong, complete with their cute and cheeky goaty antics, will bring you great belly laughs. However, their beginnings most certainly will not. Found abandoned at a tip (it’s likely their homeless mother was spooked) the vulnerable little orphans, just barely days old, were lucky to have been spotted by a kind heart. But had they not, alone they would have slowly succumbed to the elements. Or perhaps even violently died between the teeth of a predator. Seeing their will to live amongst the rubbish and despair that surrounded them, their Good Samaritan sped into action.
Wise beyond her years and with a heart open to all, 13-year-old Charlotte has been weaving a web of kindness at Edgar’s Mission. Here’s what she had to say about a few things.