Miss T – when imperfect is absolutely perfect. We named her Miss T, because misty is what became of our eyes when we first met this sprightly and stoic little lass.
When it came to congenital abnormalities, Misty T, we gut-wrenchingly saw, had more than her fair share beyond the tightly wrinkled skin of her Merino breed.
Our gaze was first drawn to her withered and malformed hind limb that swung precariously from her hip, the bone of which clearly didn’t get the memo that it was supposed to be attached. From here it was quickly claimed by the melon-like mass that hung heavily south of where its contents should have been. Those contents, her herniated stomach and intestines, were all swishing about where stomach and intestines never should – this, the result of a malformation of her abdominal wall.
Surrendered days earlier to our good friends at Victorian Lamb Rescue (please check them out, they do amazing work for little lambs and indeed all farmed animals), it was quickly evident that expertise beyond what their locale could provide was desperately needed if there was to be any chance at all for Miss T.
If you heard a far-off distant thunder on Friday, apologies, that was us, as our collective joy was as clearly audible to your ears as it was our hearts.
Whilst the road to recovery is still not complete for Miss T, we are, and shall ever remain, so truly thankful to all who have taken part in Miss T finding sanctuary. From the kind heart who first saw her and baulked at looking the other way, to all those who refused to allow her imperfections to be a barrier to her care and their kindness.
Miss T, in simply being her delightful and self-accepting unique self, in spite of her imperfections, reminds us to do the same. She reminds us that we all have “imperfections”, some more visible than others. Moreover, that these imperfections should never define or confine us, for it is our response to them that matters most. To embrace them with courage, compassion and vulnerability. And to do so finding joy in the moment, because when we do, we are indeed enough – we are, just like Miss T, perfect to a T.
Blending tragedy with hope comes Nepal, a sweet little Merino lamb, born one of triplets, who sadly became separated from his family.
While logic tells us he did not fall from the sky, he might as well have, for from where he has come, we cannot ascertain. It is as if he is nobody’s cat. And here now, he most certainly is.
Few things in life tug more at the heartstrings than when you see the life draining out of the eyes of an animal. And when that animal is but a youngster, the tug becomes an all-consuming wrench.
Found wandering on a highway that homed no sheep, it is believed that dear Jump did just that.
They have been declared the comedians of the barnyard (goats, that is) and proving this statement is not a work of fiction come Frick, Frack and Applejack.
It was the message we prayed we would never have to send – well, not for many a year anyway – to our team.
As a young first-time mum, having barely hit puberty, Margaret found herself in the direst of situations. Recently having given birth, and suffering a life-threatening prolapse, she did not know what to do.
Meet Annie Yokely and Mary Poopins! A community Facebook post was to prove the lifeline for two plucky and adventurous hens. It, too, was to prove just how maligned, disregarded and poorly protected their kind is.