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I have a confession: I am a collector. Now some may call my habit of collecting various memorabilia ‘hoarding’, however I protest. I am a collector and I am a meticulous one at that.
Incredulous as it may seem, those are the very words that came from the lips of the factory worker whose plea for help just saved the lives of four tiny kittens and their abandoned mother.
We did just last week, and forever their pitiful dirges will haunt us. As first it was their midnight bellows that stirred me from my bed.
Dear unknown pig, today, I write an apology.
Over and over we are touched by the mystical experiences of life. Gertrude’s story is all of this and more.
People often enquire what is the most frequently asked question we receive. I do not even have to think for a second for the answer, as the lay down misère is this ‘can you take my rooster?’
Rambo Sheep first stamped his hoof at Edgar’s Mission several years ago now – a once cute orphan little lamb who had been lovingly, albeit naively, bottle reared by a young family.
Depending on who you listen to, the prospects of climate change can be quite dire.
Picture this, a courtroom somewhere in France in the early 16th century. A sharpwitted lawyer struts across the floor, waving his hand nonchalantly in the air as he eloquently champions the defence of his client.
This time eleven years ago, my life had some level of normality to it, but little did I know that was all about to go squealing out the window with the arrival of one adorable, handsome, dashing, debonair pink pig.
Fond are the memories of my school days, peppered with exciting adventures and fuelled by a love of learning that remains with me today.
The sun shone brightly on Edgar’s Mission on Sunday February 9th, 2014 as our regular volunteer day swung into top gear.
