Margery, a saintly and elderly ewe, recently gave birth to her lamb in a country pound. Sadly, overnight a fox claimed the life of this precious baby. She was distraught when she arrived at our sanctuary not long thereafter. She desperately wanted to be a mother. Meanwhile, Malcolm, a two-day-old lamb, had watched on as his mother slipped from this world. Although losing the one he cherished most, he did not lose his will to live. He desperately needed a mother.
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
As the scissors began to surrender to the dense felt that was now the fleece of the gentle Angora doe we had hastily named Julie, we doggedly battled on. Why hastily? Let me explain. Julie was one of 27 of the large herd of Angora goats recently surrendered into our care reaching a crisis point in their welfare. These gentle goats were burdened by more than four years’ worth of fleece (that’s missing over 8 shearings, as Angoras need to be shorn twice a year) and countless parasites (both internal and external), and crippled by overgrown hooves.
It was then we knew Julie simply had to have a name. Taking hers from our team member who had just carried her into the stall, Julian, it was only moments before she gave birth to a sweet and somehow healthy little kid goat we dutifully named Juliet. However, the thick and heavy dreadlocked fleece was now a barrier to the baby reaching her mumma’s awaiting colostrum-filled udder.
With the baby’s cries fuelling our determination to make those darn scissors fulfil their charter, we feverishly worked. While one person held the confused and bewildered Julie, another tried to make fast work through the fleece, while yet another continued to set the stall and ensure food and water would be on hand once our task was complete. No words were needed as we all worked towards the common goal of helping two fellow beings in trouble, a mother and her baby.
It was a truly beautiful feeling, despite the difficulty of our task and the stench of urine that had invaded our nostrils and our clothes, to know our efforts would bring them to a better place. That these two were species apart from ours was no barrier to our kindness, nor should it ever be. For in our common goal of seeking to help those less fortunate than ourselves, we find the greatness of our humanity – these are the things that unite us.
Some days don’t go as planned. The 27th of June was one of them, as that day we had hoped beyond hope that little ‘Ello would turn the corner we all had been willing this sweet little lamb to turn, but her little body said no more. Up against it from the start, she tried, oh boy did she try, and so too did we. And as we struggled to make some sense of it all, we were left with the reminder that all life is precious, all want to live a life free from harm, enjoy the sunshine and the company of their buddies, and to gambol across the hills till their heart is content. ‘Ello can now do all of those things, although on another plane, in a body more robust to accommodate the gaiety and glee of a sweet little lamb. Honouring her wish, her passing was aided, surrounded by love, teddy bears, and tears. Her life mattered; she was loved, and she will be cherished in our hearts forever. Sometimes life doesn’t go as planned…
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
In the middle of winter, the warmth of kindness continues to shine brightly. Yesterday, Liam and his mother Camille paid us a visit, well actually, they paid Saturday a visit. Watch the heart-warming video of their meeting below.
While many may recognize July 4th as America’s famous Independence Day from now on in we will recognize it as Independence Day for Chickens, as history will record it as the first day of Australia’s largest farmed animal rescue. Almost 1,500 laying hens destined for slaughter received a last minute reprieve when a battery hen farmer had a change of heart. Pledging the cages would never again hold a chicken the farmer nervously sought assistance to rehome the hens to safe and loving homes. At first we thought it was some kind of a joke, but meeting with the farmer at a secret location we believed him to be genuine and so on July 4th 2012 Australia’s largest farmed animal rescue began.
Five years on, and while we still celebrate Chicken Independence Day here at Edgar’s Mission, we also strive and wish for the day that no chicken will need rescuing; a day when all hens will be free. To scratch in the soil, to stretch your wings, to bathe in the dust and to feel the sun’s warm rays upon your back – these are some of the most important moments in the life of a chicken, yet they are denied to over 11 million battery hens in our country alone. Take a moment this Chicken Independence Day to join millions of people worldwide in enjoying our beautiful, heartwarming video, Normal and Natural and ask yourself, “Shouldn’t it be Normal and Natural for humans to be kind?”
Happy Chicken Independence Day from all of us here at Edgar’s Mission!
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!
Sometimes life doesn’t go as planned, today was one of them. Today we had hoped beyond hope, that little ‘Ello would turn the corner we all had been willing her too, but her little body said no more. Up against it from the start, she tried, oh boy did she try and so too did we.
And as we struggle to make some sense of it all we are left with the reminder that all life is precious, all want to live a life free from harm, enjoy the sunshine, the company of their buddies and to gambol across the hills till their heart is content. ‘Ello can now do all of those things, although on another plain in a body more robust to accommodate the gaiety and glee of a sweet little lamb. Honouring her wish, her passing was aided, surrounded by love, teddy bears, and tears. Her life mattered, she was loved, and she will ever be cherished in our hearts forever. Sometimes life doesn’t go as planned…
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.
A herd of beautiful Angora goats is in desperate need of a helping hand. And that is just what we have swung into action to make possible. With the first of these goats having arrived at our sanctuary we have already commenced urgent and much-needed hoof trimming, wigging* and dag removal**. All goats have been treated for parasites and received vitamin injections. Despite being emaciated, they are welcoming of our kindnesses and are really very sweet. Bucks will shortly be castrated, and each animal assessed for any vet work required.
What we need most right now are offers of life-long homes for the animals, they truly deserve that. Angora goats do need more upkeep that other goats, with regular fleece removal and wigging essential. If you are able to assist, please send your contact details to [email protected]
We do ask for your patience in reply as our workload has suddenly increased manyfold.
* wigging is the removal of fleece from around the eyes of goats to ensure they can see
** dag removal is the cutting of lumps of encrusted faeces from the rear end of animals
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
On this day, May 31st, 2012 a truck carrying some 400 sheep crashed on a busy overpass of the Metropolitan Ring Road, just outside of Melbourne. The accident caused many of the hapless animals to rain down on the cars passing below. Dead, dazed and injured sheep made for a horrific sight, as speeding cars crashed into them. Many of the injured sheep were shot on site with the remaining survivors corralled and then sent on to complete their journey to the abattoir, but one sheep escaped. The unsinkable Molly Brown, as she was christened, cheated death that night not once but twice and she went to win the hearts of people all around the world. Emerging days later with a head injury but otherwise unharmed, she was to find sanctuary here at Edgar’s Mission where she will live her remaining days in peace. Molly’s story of survival is a reminder that even in our blackest of hours there is always hope and for this reason we have declared May 31st Molly Day.
Ways to be kind to sheep
- Keep sheep in your heart and not on your plate, try some meat free alternatives
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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.
When Saturday was born she looked just as any little lamb should, but when she tried to move things went decidedly pear-shaped. The sweet little Suffolk ewe could barely manage more than a few steps before falling down, making her human carers question how they could provide her with a good life. As determined as Saturday was to live, so too were they driven to find her a place where she could get the care she needed – and that’s when they found Edgar’s Mission. Continue reading
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.
Timmy’s life could have been so different if not for the goodness of heart of the human who saw him first, all those years ago on a cold winter’s day in August of 2007. Spying the bewildered little orphan on an open stretch of the road, where no orphan little lamb should have been, Timmy was bundled up with a blanket and love and was soon on his way to Edgar’s Mission. Perhaps Timmy knew, in some way, that it would only be fitting that he repay the kindness and that his life would see him go on to touch the hearts and minds of people around the world—showing them that our impact in life should never be restricted by the form one has taken, and that our goal in life should be to make the world a kinder place for all. Timmy achieved both of these things and more as he unwittingly became an ambassador for sheep, and indeed all farmed animals. Diplomatic to the core, yet never wavering from his mission, and all he did was act naturally.
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.
He came into our lives in the winter of 2007, and now in the winter of his life, he has left. Timmy Lamb, as he was fondly known, became one of the most recognisable members of our extended Edgar’s Mission family. His illness today was as rapid in its onset as was the love for sheep he evoked in all whom he met.
With over 450 animals in our care and a gracefully growing old population, we are never too far away from farewelling one of our flock. Sadly, it never gets any easier to bare or fairer to understand. Timmy’s passing has hit us hard and although the sun will rise tomorrow and our dear Timmy will not, our resolve to speak up for his kind will rise to even greater heights – a fitting legacy to the most affable chap we were truly fortunate enough to share the last ten years of our lives with. If ever there was to be a Noble Peace Prize granted to an animal, we could think of no worthier recipient.
Timmy, a sheep, our friend, and inspiration. Forever in our hearts, you shall remain.
Today we celebrate the Four year anniversary of Charity arriving at Edgar’s Mission! Watch her story below!
Last week was a busy, busy week for us here at Edgar’s Mission. At the heart of our “cacophony of kindness”, always, is our commitment to offering the very best care for our many residents. This saw many frequent flyer points earned with trips to our consulting veterinarians, each offering specialist expertise. Following are some brief insights into our week.
Alicia underwent a light sedation in order to determine just what has been causing her to drool. Many of our sheep present unique challenges, in that they all get to do something sheep rarely do, and that is to reach a ripe old age. So, until veterinary science catches up with the specific tools for each species, we need to borrow from those animals who have traditionally held centre stage in people’s hearts and vet bills. For Alicia, this meant using a horse gag to investigate the inside of her mouth and in particular those tricky and hard-to-reach back molars. Whilst the jury is still out on the root of her problem, a light has most certainly been shone where it never has before. Continue reading
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
Wow, pow, look who’s a big girl now!! On this day, this special lady squealed into the world and what an impact her trotter step has made. Happy Birdy Two Ewe, Miss Polly. Seven glorious fun filled and life changing years.
See how we celebrated Polly’s Fourth Birthday here.
When one divorces themselves of any preconceptions they have about animals and looks into their eyes, looking back at them they will see a curious and intelligent, living, breathing being who very much wants to live.
We were blessed with the most beautiful of rainbows after a downpour of rain yesterday. We hope you enjoy the photos below.