Today we are giddy with delight as Lambert came home. But it was not a noisy, cramped, open aired livestock carrier that made this possible. Rather our straw filled transport vehicle, carefully navigating each turn to ensure Lambert was as comfortable as possible and never put off his feet, that did.
If you missed Lambert’s arrival, he came into our care in the dying hours of Tuesday just gone. Found by a kind heart who witnessed his brutal handling as he was tossed from a livestock carrier to land in an almost unmoving lump next to his dead companion. As more nervous sheep were unloaded, this courageous passer-by knew just what she had do. Securing Lambert’s release as the words “yeah, you can have it. We’re only going to knock it on the head when we’re finished” were uttered and Lambert’s life was set to be rewritten. Continue reading
Our Buffalo Bill, not to be confused with William Frederick “Buffalo Bill” Cody of the American Wild West fame, who killed over 4000 bison, is a gentle soul who never claimed a scalp, although he did have a bounty of sorts on his head. You see, our Buffalo Bill takes his name from the mountain range upon which he and his two buddies had roamed for many a year. Indeed, the picturesque mountain range of Mt Buffalo and her glorious falls and mountain ranges could be argued to be an idyllic home for a goat. Alas, treacherous winding roads and close encounters with humans were one way or another going to claim the life of Bill, as it had done his small herd some time earlier. Corralled for death, Bill managed somehow to escape and literally took for the hills and high country, eventually settling on the carpark area of Rollasons Falls. Over time, the timid and lonely Bill became a little too confident with food-bearing humans and displaying his annoyance at those without food. And so, Buffalo Bill’s notoriety began to soar as high as the mountain range he had come to love. With notices placed warning of his “dangerous” nature, Bill’s days seemed to be numbered. But here’s where luck and a kind heart pedalled in. Having witnessed Bill’s gentle side and learning of the “mysterious” disappearance of other goats from the area, our Good Samaritan put the wheels in motion for a rescue plan for Bill.
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.
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.
Each and every animal comes into this world with the same determination to live and seeks a happy life. As individuals they have no understanding of why humans would want to hurt them, and if they could it would surely give them no solace. Continue reading
You can have your cake and eat it too, just like Marty Turkey. With the amazing breadth of food choices at our excited little fingertips, eating compassionately has never been so tasty.
There’s a warmth that comes from good friends, like that between best friends Rosie and Connor. When Connor arrived, he was clinging far too gingerly to life. Covered in amniotic fluid and his umbilical cord still wet, Connor was only hours old and already exposed to a cold hard truth – no shelter and ewes bred to lamb in winter are a deadly mix. Today, Connor’s days are filled with kindness, joy and warmth.
You can read Connor’s story here.
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.
When Sunday arrived at Edgar’s Mission, she was just a dainty little one weighing less than 3kg. From uncertain beginnings she has blossomed into a beautiful ewe with a long and happy life awaiting. It’s amazing what a little kindness can do.
Pictured: Sunday and friend Itty Bitty
Read Sunday’s full story and sign up to be her Best Buddy here.
With all the promotions linking Australia Day to lamb, we wanted to show you how we think lambs deserve to be treated. With respect and, as always, kindness.
We absolutely, positively love lambs. Not the kind you find neatly packaged at the supermarket, but the living and feeling animals who desperately want to live, just like this cheeky little guy, Wah.
And here’s an adorable video to warm your heart this Australia Day!
How beautiful to see a mother nurture her baby. Before arriving at Edgar’s Mission, already carrying a calf in her bulging belly, Clarabelle lived on a dairy farm. There, every baby she carried, gave birth to and nurtured would have been taken away shortly after birth so her milk could be harvested for human consumption.
Today, Clarabelle still dotes on her little one, Valentine, who is no longer so little! In a world where the natural bonds of motherhood are broken every day in the name of industry and fleeting tastes, Charabelle’s story is finally one of lasting love.
You can read their touching story and sign up to be their Best Buddy here.
Cold, alone and in a barren place a bewildered sow gave birth to seven tiny piglets. In such an inhospitable of circumstance, it would be a miracle if any would survive and by daybreak only three had. As our rescue team set off a straw filled stable was readied for their arrival. Gentle yet scared, the new mum anxiously followed the crate into which we had placed her surviving babies. Safely ensconced in our float, we were Edgar’s Mission bound but not before the not-so-fortunate ones too were gathered up for burial at the sanctuary, it was the only kindness we could now offer them. Continue reading
As the calendar rolled over to November we learnt of the tragic fate of a herd of domestic goats. With around a dozen of the goats already corralled and trucked off to slaughter, three recently trapped goats were awaiting a similar fate. But with news of their plight hitting our ears we knew just what we had to do, downing our tools and grabbing the car keys our rescue team swung into top gear.
Sitting at 519 metres above sea level the view from Magnet Hill, just north of the township of Gisborne, is quite majestic. So too were her two woolly inhabitants who had gazed out from this point for many a year, but it was only a matter of time before their luck ran out. With at least three years’ worth of wool coupled with recent rains and summer’s impending heat, it was a perfect storm for flystrike. And more dangers lurked around the corner as the hectic and unforgiving major highway would give no second chances to wandering sheep. Snow Ball and his trusty best buddy, Cream Puff, were in dire need of a lifeline.
Determination is described as willpower and strength of mind. Those who have it are said to possess a firmness of purpose, and we can think of no other animal who fits the bill better than little Petal. Arriving at our sanctuary just over a month ago she had little sensation in her hind limbs, unable to even move them, let alone stand.
Climbing into the murky darkness that was the understorey of a house, we spied the pig who council had alerted us to. The tale went like this: a medium-sized black and white boar had been taking refuge in the area for several weeks, at first masquerading as a wombat and sending the household dogs into a frenzy. By what circumstance Alfie had found himself alone in a foreign world we do not know, but what we did know was that we were his last hope.
While out on duty earlier this week, a local animal control ranger was contacted in regards to a ewe who was experiencing a difficult birth. Sadly, the ewe did not make it, but a newborn lamb did. The bleak future that was on offer for this little babe was something this kind-hearted ranger refused to accept. Not long thereafter, “Ranger”, as he has been named, with his still-wet umbilical cord, was surrendered into our care and life-enhancing colostrum was delivered to his sweet little lips. And, reciprocating our kindness, Ranger was only too quick to offer us sweet kisses of appreciation.
So when next time you are out on the range, be like our dear Ranger and ensure kindness for animals is firmly on your horizon. Continue reading
Recently surrendered into our care is this little guy. So cold and almost frozen is he, that we have been unable to register a temperature. Shivering and shaking and without a sucking reflex, our only hope is to tube feed life enhancing and immune building colostrum, shower the wee one with warmth and kindness and wait…
On Sunday 21 August, little Harry Lamb came into our lives. This week-old wee fellow presented us with a challenge like no other. Despite being pitifully thin, with his spine forming a sharp ridge running the length of his back, his belly was grossly and abnormally engorged. We had learned that the Victorian farmer who was charged with Harry and his mum’s care had noticed Harry wasn’t putting on weight as any healthy young lamb should, so Harry and his mum were shedded for extra feeding and to keep a firm eye on the two. On closer inspection—and due to Harry’s condition deteriorating, despite all the extra care—the problem became painfully obvious. Harry had been born without an anus; a condition that is known as atresia ani. It is a congenital condition where the membrane separating the rectum and anus fails to rupture. To put it simply, Harry had been unable to poop since birth, leading to a massive build-up of gas and faeces inside him. Crying out in excruciating pain was Harry when he was surrendered into our care. It was one of the most heart-wrenching sights we have ever witnessed. Continue reading
There can be known doubt little Harry captivates all who come into his realm. Watch this inspiring clip of Harry showing his appreciation to his rescuer and the amazing veterinary team who saved his life.
Heartstring warning: you’ll need tissues Continue reading
The last words I said to little Harry as he was whisked off for life-saving surgery were “come home soon little buddy; you mean the world to me.” And it would seem that Harry, the week old lamb born without an anus, is heeding them. Continue reading
As we awoke from a few hours of restless slumber this morning, a smile graced our collective faces as we heard the happy news that so too did little Harry. Making it through the night, the wee chap has proven he is indeed a fighter, having endured more than any creature his age ever should. Continue reading
9.32pm. We have just spoken with Harry’s attending surgeon who has advised the little fella has survived the extensive surgery. This surgery was to correct his congenital birth deformity of having no functioning anus. Whilst he is far from out of the woods and his condition remains critical he is no longer experiencing the agonising pain he was when he was surrendered into our care. He will remain on intravenous fluids and be monitored throughout the night. Although still fearfully weak, Harry is alive, much loved and thanks to you all has a fighting chance.
Right now as we type little Harry is undergoing lifesaving surgery without which, he will die. Born without a functioning anus, his condition is critical. Every year Edgar’s Mission offers sanctuary, hope, and kindness to farmed animals who would have otherwise had none. Without your support, there is no chance for a brighter future for these animals. If you believe little lambs like Harry deserve a fighting chance, please support our Medical Fighting Fund today.
Incredulous is an adjective and describes a situation when one is unwilling or unable to believe something. It pretty much sums up my feelings when I first heard about the plight of male chicks in the egg industry many moons ago – innocent fluffy babies for whom there was no pardon for, for simply being born the wrong gender.
In their millions upon millions each year, I was to learn, they were ground up, gassed or stuffed live into plastic bags by the egg industry. “Surely I had read wrong”, “the figures must have been fudged”, “this was a gross exaggeration”, “there was just no way our animal loving society and our animal protection laws would allow this” – these were just some of the incredulous thoughts that sat east of my epiphany to a kinder way of living. Taking comfort, as countless other kind-hearted humans did, I stuck hard to the belief that our society would never permit the wholesale and wanton killing of baby animals, it just couldn’t happen. Or could it…