Building a Kinder World
We had no idea, when we let the impish lamb we have named Jenga into our barn and our hearts, what a mischievous, yet endearing, mite he would be. Although that he had managed to break his hind leg at just one day old was a glaring clue.
However, as his broken leg was cast and put back in place, we began to trace the pieces of his past and gleaned that this break may not have been of his making. His loving mumma, alas, had been savagely set upon, so cruelly so that it was to claim her life. As, no doubt, the terrified wee Jenga fled to save his.
With kindness in the form of a dear horse standing guard over him, caressing him with their love and their tongue, tiny Jenga was found.
And from there a veritable cascade of kindness has followed. Sweet-tasting formula, lots of lap cuddles (until he told us no more), ever-vigilant eyes to stop him chewing what little lambs shouldn’t, and the company of sweet Amethyst – all daily now find him.
And in doing so we find pause for thought for the lot of precious baby lambs. For removing them, and their kind, from the very animal protection legislation they so rightly deserve has not only made their lot in this world unstable, but so too our compassion and kindness.
A world in which cognitive dissonance does not blind us to the suffering of other beings simply because we have found a “higher” use for them, nor exempt us from our culpability for the cruelty inflicted upon them simply because of the form they have taken.
And a closing word.
Piece by piece, we have taken so much away from the animals of this world – their habitats, their harmonious existences, their relationships with their buddies and their babies, even their ability to live lives free from our tinkering in their genetics through selective breeding for traits that meet our wants and needs – and then, ultimately, we take their lives.
Yet if putting little Jenga’s body and world together, along with cleaning up after the many calamities he joyously causes, has taught us anything, it is that a kinder world begins with each and every one of us. It begins with our everyday mindful thoughts, courteous actions and kind deeds.
Thank you, wise Jenga, for this teaching. Now perhaps hold off with those calamities for a bit please!
Little did we know, on the first night we met Soldier, that the inky darkness of the sky above was to be foreboding of her fate. She, patiently waiting roadside with the humans who had come to her rescue after the vehicle collision that had rendered her immobile.
With his glistening red comb flopped outrageously over his eyes and his body ensconced by the most silky soft of feather boas, made of the real deal, Earl’s haute couture may not look out of step on the catwalk of Fashion Week or even the cover of Vogue.
Whilst it is hard to define, it is easy to feel, just what makes Special special. For it takes but a moment with this happy-go-lucky little chap to intuit this.
With no need for a Coco Chanel creation or Gucci accessory, our Paris and Nicky Hilton are glamourous girls.
Having difficultly seeing his new world around him, at first Peaky Blinders would scoot away at the mere hint of our presence. But now not so.
Within metres of the road the tiny bird fluttered and flipped. At first thought to be a grey pigeon clipped by a fast-moving car.
As farmed animals, in the scheme of things, it never ends well for them. And every action thus far afforded this mother and child had fuelled their point of view.
There is little doubt Brunswick is a beautiful bird. His magnificent plumage captures the eye, whilst the brilliant radiance of his comb and wattles sets the heart a-flutter.
Around 4.40 pm on the 11th of January 2023, hope met the reality of our promise, as the last Silkie rooster was removed from the tiny wire prison that had been his home for heaven knows how long.