Tuesday 1 April 2014

DO ANIMALS CRY? YES THEY DO BUT NOT BECAUSE THEY ARE HAPPY..

Yes, she does like some humans and has some friends but generally, I think, she actually prefers the company of animals.

When she was young she relied upon her animals for company, her two brothers were older than she, her parents were very busy doing whatever it is that parents do, they lived, until she was 15, in the back of beyond and she was deaf, not that anyone realised it back then.

When she was growing up her bantams, chickens, Victoria Goat, various cats and dogs and ponies / horses were her friends and they never let her down.

She trusts animals and, in return, they trust her and if you have read about Little Dove, then you will know that even totally wild birds trust her.

She has been asked to help rehabilitate various animals and says that the times when she has been asked to do this by a veterinary surgeon have been such a privilege. 

To collect a terrified animal who is either shaking or comatose with fear and through kindness and with the proper food being able to restore that animal back to sanity is a wondrous thing to do.

For make no mistake an animal of any kind who is scared would, quite correctly, be described as being 'witless with fear'. 

As I wrote in my last post, animals do not attack, bite, scratch or scream for fun. No, these actions and this behaviour is because they are scared and trying to make that fear known.

Unfortunately, for these poor creatures, a lot of their humans respond by hitting, kicking, mal-treatment, slapping and / or by screaming "shut up". 

Usually the violence escalates until the animal is
either 'thrown' away or killed. Brutal but true.

Luckily there are throughout the world people who have the empathy to realise that something has triggered 'fight or flight' in these creatures. Roy, the African Grey, who featured in the last post has been fortunate enough to end up with a famous Parrot Psychologist Elaine Henley.

But she is having to administer an anti-depressant in order to help lift the severe trauma from this poor unfortunate bird's brain.

Think about that if you will. Just think about this little grey boy, Roy, who was calling for Sarah, his favourite human. He was put into a dog's cage and shut in a garage all alone.

"Don't get mad.. get even" is an expression which applies to some situations but in this case, no, she is not going on a vigilante hunt for the despicable couple who did this, what she intends to do is to raise your awareness of people who do amazing work in rehabilitating all sorts of animals.

Anne M. Kenyon is one person. 
Silent Tears Animal Rescue 
can be found at..
www.silenttearsanimalrescue.co.uk

I defy you to read her poetry based on the animals that she cares for and not to be deeply touched. Please go to the website and click on the home button and read all the way through.

It is not pleasant reading, for the cruelty that Anne has had to rescue animals from is dreadful.

She contacted Anne whose response was, in fact, heart rending, Anne said that she was the first person to offer any form of donation / help in two years. And yet lots of people visit her website. 

So I ask you this. Have we been scammed by too many other so-called worthwhile causes that our hearts are now hardened? Or, are we too mean? Think about that, Dear Readers.

Anne said that she could donate via PayPal, straight to her Vet's Surgery or donate animal feed.. even a cuttle fish would be appreciated.

Dear God.. 

But there is some good going on, probably quite quietly and the nice people doing it are not making a big song and dance about doing it, she has an old school friend Sally in France who walks dogs that have ended up at an animal rescue, another friend Leigh, volunteers at her local vet's surgery.

Please do something. Your animal, like me, hopefully has no idea of what life is like 'on the streets', well, I do because she tells me, ugh. Grim. 

And I got to know about poor Roy, Beaky failed, when she read me that story. I thought about 'The Finger of Fate' and how I had ended up in deepest Knightsbridge with my mum, it was enough to make old Beaky rattle.

How much Volunteer Work do you do? Or do you consider that that is someone else's job and not your responsibility? Do you not like animals, in which case, I wonder why you are reading my Blog?

Please go on-line and look for the website of 
Silent Tears Animal Rescue and please donate.

You know that we are more than happy to pass on useful contacts and write about good companies such as Ellie's Dairy, Suffolk Smokehouses, Sicilian street food Sicilia, Dickensons the Butchers, Baldwins the Herbalist, Black Seed Oil (Nigella Sativa) for arthritic and creaky joints, the amazing Swedish Bitters made by Christine Jones of Granary Herbs in Kent. 

But these are all about you, mostly to do with your stomach, nothing about being generous or loving

If you don't want to donate to this one.. but please do.. then walk yourself into your local Veterinary Surgery and make a donation.

Not to Charity, tell the veterinary what you want the money to be used for. And if he does not have such a 'pot' suggest (politely)that he starts one. Because and we know this to be true.. there are people going hungry so that their beloved animal can be treated.

Find out the cost of castrating a dog or cat and donate it so that another person gets some much needed, anonymous help. Or something even more expensive. Just do it. 

Or are you more interested in a new pair of shoes? 

Please get your priorities right and pass on some, dare I say it, 'Human Kindness'.

GeeGee Parrot.
April 1st, 2014.

1 comment:

  1. What can I say, except thank you SO much on behalf of the animals past, present and future who find themselves in need of places like S.T.A.R.
    It's very easy to get blinded to all the goodness, and all the kindness and generosity in this world when you see some of the things that I as a rescuer, have seen over the last 20 years. There IS far more good than bad in this world, but it seems often that only the bad is highlighted. The simplest act of compassion can so easily be overlooked when we are forced in to a tunnel vision type of sight, and I will outline such a situation here. A couple of years ago, I had two bunnies shipped over to me from a huge rescue situaton. One bunny had been slashed on his back, the other bunny was so beyoned terrified that her problems were not then known, other than the fact she was so terrified it took two teams of rescuers over two hours to capture her and get her crated ready for transportation to me. Holding her firmly to quickly examine her and assess what help she needed (beside infinite patience, gentleness, and a quiet, gently lit environment to rest in) to my absolute horror and indescribable pain, I realise she had multiple wounds on her rear end. The wounds were burns. Cigarette burns. Settling her into her quiet and safe resting place, I just had to get out of the house and walk. And walk and walk. After about an hour, still shaking, I walked into a pub. A rough, grubby looking place that I had never seen before. Sitting myself at the bar, still shaking, I ordered a brandy. Neat, no ice, just a straight brandy. I was poured without question and downed without hesitation. The guy behind the bar, a big, daunting looking guy, the sort you would NOT want to cross words with simply said ''Problems love?'' That was enough. The tears started to roll, and I told him about the frightened, burned little rabbit, not for one minute expecting his reaction. He was horrified, I won't repeat his verbal viewpoint on people who would do such a thing, but his horror and dismay were made very clear. A couple of minutes later, another brandy was placed in front of me with the words ''This is on the house love. get it down, it'll do you no harm, then go home and you do what God wants you to do. Take care of those animals.''
    That simple act, those simple words from a man who 'LOOKED' like he could rip trees up for fun. I'm so glad people like this exist.

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