February Competition

Its Competition Time again!! For your chance to win an Edgar’s Mission prize simply leave a comment with a funny caption or email us. What is Blossom so happy about? Winner announced in February Trottings! Good luck!

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Moos, Poos and Look Who Flew!!

Launching Our Medical Fighting Fund.

Miss Marple mooed, Christmas pooed and Rhonda Perchmore flew. And we cannot tell you how over the moon we are with all three!  Why do such simple things bring smiles to our faces?  Well the answer is simple.  Miss Marple, the Hereford cross cow arrived at Edgar’s Mission critically thin, barely able to walk and weary with age– we did not know if we would ever be able to save her. But today she mooed the happiest of happy cow calls of delight at the sight of a kindly human approaching with feed bucket in hand. At this moment, we knew things were looking up for this gentle cow.

Christmas, a sweet black faced Suffolk ewe arrived at the sanctuary after a marathon convoy of kindness from a NSW pound.  However, her baggage was not a sack full of presents but a very large tumour like growth on her abdomen.  After several hours of heart stopping surgery, the lump was identified to be not a tumour, but rather a massive intestinal hernia, which too threatened her life.  Ruminants such as sheep are never good candidates for surgery at the best of times and Christmas’s marathon operation was more trying than most.  And so, on tenterhooks we waited until she one day made that fateful poo. And it was not only Christmas that then breathed a sigh of relief, we all did. All was Continue reading

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Australia Day

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The Dairy Truth

Today marks the end of Australia’s International Dairy week. While many could be forgiven for thinking the dairy industry is a benign and modest trade, simply responsible for passing on the ‘product’ from its ever-obliging and happy cows, therein lies an inconvenient truth. There are no happy cows, only mournful mothers and sad babies. Cows do not produce milk simply by virtue of being female, like all mammals they only produce milk for their offspring. And what to do with all these baby calves whose mother’s milk is harvested for human consumption? Around a million are killed each year. But some get lucky…

Milk – the kindness factor

  1. Live kind and ditch dairy -try some of the many delicious and nutritious dairy free milks such as soy, rice, oat or almond or some of the mouth watering dairy free recipes.
  2. Be informed – read up on the dark side of dairy. We recommend- Whitewash: The Disturbing Truth About Cow’s Milk and Your Health & Don’t Drink Your Milk by Frank A. Oski
  3. Sponsor a rescued bobby calf today.

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Until we meet again…

Your first kiss, your first car and your first camping trip– all treasured memories that opened up an entire world of possibilities. For better or for worse, they shaped your world and helped chauffeur you toward who you are today. For me, so too did my first cow. Visitors to Edgar’s Mission came to know her as Micaly, a gentle slow moving brown-eyed Hereford beauty. She entered my life on the 19th of June 2006 as a tiny wee twin calf, rejected by her mother. Right from the start she touched hearts. The first to be hooked by those big doey eyes was the farmer’s wife, who didn’t wish Micaly to go the way of other ‘non-productive animals’. You see for cattle, unlike humans, twins share one placenta and when one of the twins is male, this presents a problem. The faster developing male foetus sees the presence of male hormones passing to the female, causing her reproductive organs to be affected. This results in approximately 90% of these females being infertile in a condition known as ‘freemartinism’.

Sadly for the Micalys of our world, cattle culture dictates that ‘heifers born twin to a bull have to be considered sterile and should be identified as early as possible to cull them from replacement stock’. But the farmer’s wife would have none of this so instead of taking Micaly to the abattoir she took her aside and began bottle rearing the hapless heifer. And when a place of sanctuary and lifelong love was required for the maturing cow, Edgar’s Mission provided the answer- for six and a half fun filled and happy years. But sadly at 4.48pm yesterday, Micaly passed from our world.

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If You Knew Susie…

Meet dear little Susie, one very lucky little lamb indeed.  Found roadside, Susie was initially thought to be a pile of old rags. But as this bundle of ‘rags’ began to move, so too did the heart of a motorist travelling through the area. In a matter of moments this kind hearted individual became Susie’s saviour. Whisking the tiny bundle of life up, a scan of the area saw neither another sheep nor a farm house within ‘cooee’.  While we will never know what stroke of bad luck saw Susie in such a dire straight, we do know that it was the goodness of a human heart, aided by a sign post, which guided Susie and her Good Samaritan to Edgar’s Mission.  And not a moment too soon- for the young lamb, who we believe to be about four days old, was already showing signs of dehydration. Continue reading

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Women of Letters – January 20th

Pam Ahern, May and Chrissie Swan

April and May (2 of the 5 Lucky Turkeys rescued in December 2012) were special guests at Women of Letters on January 20th. See all the pics below.

Steph Hughes, Pam Ahern, May and Virginia Gay

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An Update on Christmas

You may recall the sweet faced little Black Suffolk ewe who arrived at Edgar’s Mission just in time for Christmas.  She made the marathon journey from a NSW pound, not with a sack full of presents but rather some not so welcome baggage – a very large tumour like growth on her abdomen.  It was quickly determined that the huge melon-like swelling would need to be addressed as it was proving most problematic for the hapless ewe we named Christmas.  Despite the grave verdict of the attending pound veterinarian (who stated the lump was a malignant growth that would soon claim the ewe’s life) we held out great hope Christmas could indeed be saved.  Whilst our society proffers millions of dollars each year towards medical expenses for beloved ‘pets’, so often sheep are viewed as mere production units with any medical expenses weighed against commercial outcomes and overall profit. Overcoming dire situations, such as the one Christmas found herself in, requires great thought and expertise and sadly, these resources are rarely ‘wasted’ on an animal viewed simply as a means to generate income.

Several hours of literally heart stopping surgery later and, thanks to our dedicated and compassionate veterinary team, Christmas’s lump was declared to be not an aggressive tumour but rather a massive hernia.  While this certainly sent the chances of her survival slightly north of grim, it was a miracle the intestines had not been strangulated, having passed through the tiny hole in her abdominal wall. Christmas was far from out of the woods.  Ruminants such as sheep are never good candidates for surgery- even at the best of times. Christmas proved this to be true as she stopped breathing more than once as she lay unconscious on the operating table.  If not for the astute eyes and quick actions of her surgeons we perish the thought of what could have been the outcome.  But even after several feet of intestines were returned to their rightful place, it became a waiting game as to whether they would kick back into gear and Christmas would indeed come around again. Continue reading

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A Cinderella Story

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there existed a world where the sun shone brightly and the iridescent blue sky above stretched on forever. In this world, the beauty of a sunrise signalled the beginning of a brand new, glorious day and the setting of the sun invited all those who had enjoyed its spoils to settle in for an evening of relaxation and serenity. Those who lived in this world could feel the grass between their toes, they could breathe in the fresh fragrant air and, best of all, they were free to explore as they pleased…

This magical land may sound somewhat similar to the world you see around you every day. You may think it to be ‘normal’ or commonplace. However for Cinderella, a world of freedom, sunshine and fresh air was nothing more than a fairy tale. You see, Cinderella was a battery hen, living an unfulfilled life of misery and frustration, within a tiny wire cage. Cinderella’s world was one where artificial lighting encouraged her weary body to lay eggs all year long and where the build-up of excrement leached ammonia into the air, which stung her eyes and made it difficult for her to breathe. This Cinderella was not held captive by an evil stepmother and stepsisters. Far worse. This Cinderella was incarcerated by those who had never met her, many of whom had never even given her or the life she led a second thought. It was the mothers, fathers, uncles, grandmas, brothers, sisters, husbands, wives, sons, daughters and the like of the human world who purchased her product- the ‘caged egg’, who, often unsuspectingly, were the very reason that Cinderella remained trapped. The wire of the cage she lived in had worn away the feathers on Cinderella’s neck as she reached through the bars to pick up rations of feed, which whizzed by on a conveyer belt in front of her. Both aggression and frustration had seen her three cagemates peck out the majority of the feathers that had once adorned Cinderella’s body. Her appearance was the chicken equivalent of wearing clothes made from rags. Continue reading

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A Dutiful Pig – Roger

There can be no doubt that Roger the lodger is adorable and cute to boot but his story comes with a very special message of duty.  Roger was ‘rescued’ as a tiny cute piglet who would have otherwise been raised for someone’s dinner and while he got lucky, his siblings did not.  Acting on impulse, sadly his well-meaning saviour had not thought things through and was fast running out of friends to ‘baby-pig sit’ the hapless Roger.  Suddenly faced with the daunting prospect of no safe haven for the young and precocious ball of black pigginess, who would one day morph into a very large and needy pig, things were beginning to look pretty grim.

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Holy Cow

Holy Cow – how much fun can you have in 30 seconds? We asked Micaly 😉

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Saving Grace

Grace – noun: elegance or beauty of form, manner, motion, or action.

She captivated us with her elegance and poise. She captured our hearts with her sweet and kind nature. She was gentle and beautiful like no other. Her eyes were the windows to her soul. She is Grace Kelly. But she was no star of the big screen, living the high life and admired by the masses. She was Grace Kelly, battery hen, living her life in an area smaller than an A4 sheet of paper and largely forgotten by society.

When a battery hen farmer opted out of the business, Edgar’s Mission was on the scene to rescue his 752 hens from a life of misery, confinement and an untimely grisly end. When we hear stories of chickens and the lives they lead, they are often referred to in bulk, such as the 12 million battery hens existing in Australia today, however when one takes the time to look into the eyes of each and every one of those battery hens within their tiny wire prisons, it is easy to see how truly individual these creatures are. And this is how we first met our Grace.

Whilst some squawked, some froze and some fought kind hands that ferried them out of their cages and away to safety, one chicken waited patiently, travelled uncomplainingly and slowly and gradually explored her new surrounds. She gently and gratefully accepted grain from our outstretched hands and took her required medication with a minimum of fuss.

This hen exhibited grace and graciousness, although she had never been shown anything of the sort. And so, to honour her enchanting nature, befitting of a movie star and a princess, we named her Grace Kelly.

Grace will live out her days in peace and sanctuary at Edgar’s Mission. Her feathers will return and we have no doubt that her nature will earn her more than a few fans. Although it breaks our heart that our species has so badly wronged the chicken, we live for the day when the battery cage is made history and our society begins to treat these inquisitive and intelligent beings with the kindness and respect they so deserve. And this, we believe, may be our one saving grace.

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Watching the Detective

It is a mystery that could well have been penned by the great detective writer, Agatha Christie herself- just how anyone could allow a cow to fall into the dire condition of dear Miss Marple.  Day after painstaking day, the state of health of the sweet Hereford cross cow had deteriorated to the point where her bony skeletal form could barely muster the strength to walk, let alone to eat.  Having dutifully served her human ‘owners’, producing calf after calf, only to have them taken from her and fattened for slaughter, Miss Marple finally succumbed the perils of old age and a tough life.  Her last calf payed the ultimate price for its mother’s ill health and lack of milk; we learned it had died just days before we had heard of Miss Marple’s plight.

Upon our arrival, the farmer assured us yet again that the cow identified with a number 5 ear tag in one ear and a floppy blue one in the other,  was ‘a little down in condition, that’s all’ and was ‘6 or 7 years old’. We could not help but raise an eyebrow in suspicion.  We were shortly to learn that he was in part correct – Miss Marple was 6 or 7, but that was a long time ago.  We were tipped off to this fact when our delight in watching Miss Marple hoe into a biscuit of delicious green hay at her new home was tempered by the sight of mushed up green balls of saliva-encrusted grass being slowly spat out. A quick dental inspection revealed pale pink gums, the home of long departed teeth. Determining the age of a cow by her teeth is not an exact science, however in general it is an effective method. Whilst textbooks and ‘culling’ guides show a 12 year old cow would have worn down, triangular shaped teeth, the smooth mouth of Miss Marple showed her to be closer to an incredible twenty years of age. Continue reading

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Campaign Action of the Month

With a new year upon us- a time for resolutions and for making changes- it is time for us to ask you to consider turning over a new leaf. A new lettuce leaf, that is! Despite the misguided belief that a cruelty free diet consists of nothing more than lettuce leaves and ‘rabbit food’, nothing could be further from the truth. And so, as we move forward into 2013, we at Edgar’s Mission ask that you begin this year in your kindest and most compassionate fashion yet by taking part in the Vegan Easy 30 Day Challenge.

During the challenge you will receive support emails, menu suggestions, recipe ideas and, if you feel you need a little extra guidance, you can even have your very own mentor! Not only will you discover an array of new and exciting foods, you may experience improved health and, best of all, a sense of wellbeing in knowing that no animals were harmed in the making of your meals.

And, if your kind heart has already led you to omit animal products from your diet, we invite you to find a friend or family member to take up the challenge themselves.

So, what are you waiting for- nutritious, delicious and kindsville here we come!

For more cruelty free recipe ideas check out our recipe page at Live Kind.

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January Competition

Its Competition Time again!! For your chance to win a 2013 Edgar’s Mission Calendar simply leave a comment with a funny caption or email us. Where is Xena Princess Warrior off to? Winner announced in January Trottings! Good luck!

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Cool dudes!

As the sun sets in the west tonight the residents of Edgar’s Mission will sleep a little cooler and rest a little more comfortably in the heat of the coming days thanks to the amazing support of our wonderful ‘fans’.  Our trip to Bunnings today provided most fruitful for the animals with our mister fans secured we even had enough money over to secure several more water trays, plastic containers to make ice blocks and a pool for Iggy the Piggy!  We are deeply touched by your both your kindness and generosity at such short notice.  Our sincere and heartfelt thanks to each and every one of you who made this possible.  Sleep well our friends, sleep well.

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A Resolution of Kindness

Being part of an incredible team of passionate people and having the opportunity to save and to care for farmed animals is one of the greatest feelings on earth. And walking into a shed housing battery hens is, without a doubt, one of the worst. Six months ago, we at Edgar’s Mission undertook and completed Australia’s largest ever farmed animal rescue where, after a caged-egg farmer opted out of the business, we gave over 1500 battery hens a second chance at life. My role in this rescue was to care for the liberated hens, to provide them with food and water, to clean their straw beds, to care for those who became ill and to tend to each and every one as they required. This experience still stands out as one of the greatest things I have ever done in my life. Already an avid animal lover and advocate, I grew even more smitten with chickens, I came to know so many of them individually as I watched over them like a proud mother hen and I met my best friend, an amazing and special chicken I named Teresa.

Whilst ‘Chicken Run 2012’ is now behind us, sadly the reality of caged egg production is not and so, late last week, Pam received the call from yet another farmer wanting out of the cruel industry of which he was a vital part. With such short notice and less assistance than usual available, this rescue was going to be incredibly difficult at best. However, if there is one thing I have learned in life so far, it is that nothing is ever impossible. It was in this spirit that we summoned up the belief and the energy to make this rescue happen. Continue reading

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