A Monopoly of the Heart
Meet the cheeky little orphaned lamb who was lucky enough to see the odds turn in his favour.
Close your eyes for a moment and think of the word monopoly.
Chances are the words “Mayfair”, “Community Chest”, “Do not pass go”, all roll to mind along with the image of a portly, bow tie wearing, moustached, elderly gentleman and his top hat – the mascot of the eternally popular worldwide board game that goes by this name.
But for a farmed animal, the word monopoly is not synonymous with fun at all, for it succinctly and regrettably describes the exclusive control our kind has taken over their lives. Monopolising them with a myriad of unkindnesses that not only greatly restricts their ability to be themselves but also to have long, happy and adventure filled lives, ones truly worth living.
However, every now and then the odds turn in their favour.
This so was the case recently for one little orphaned farmed animal who now goes by the name of Mister Monopoly. A cheeky, by both face and nature, Black Suffolk lamb. One for whom the dice has rolled well.
For instead of being condemned to his fate, he has received the best “get out of jail” card of all. And although he did not pass go, he did go direct to sanctuary.
Whether it is wearing one of his many cute little jackets, bouncing along on his dainty black hooves that have miraculously morphed into springs, or nibbling on our chin with such gusto that it reaches deep inside of us, this little guy has truly monopolised our hearts.
And we would not have this any other way, for we have found that when we do give our hearts over to animals, we reach our most selfless of selves and this pays the greatest dividends for all.
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.