83p out of every £1 goes directly on donkey welfare and care
Yesterday I received a call from the Paccombe Training Centre asking if I would like to go down and take some photos of Henry, a donkey in need of some TLC!
Henry is a life-size grey stuffed donkey who is used regularly as a prop in their training courses, especially when beginners need to practice putting a head collar on a donkey. He's particularly helpful and very patient and is unlikely to run away! After the initial training with Henry, the beginners then go down on to the yard to practice with the real donkeys.
37 year old Lucretia lives at Brookfield Farm. She is very special because she was the first hinny to be relinquished to the Sanctuary back in 1975. A hinny means she has a donkey mother and a pony father.
Lucretia has spent her whole Sanctuary life at Brookfield Farm and has been here longer than any of the other equines who come into the Sanctuary. On arrival, each is given a unique number so we can record their health and any other relevant information. Lucretia is number 285 and this week we have given number 9983 to a new arrival.
Travelling up to Chalford in Gloucestershire yesterday morning with Amanda Gordon, we got chatting about her trip last week to see the work of the Sanctuary in Mexico.
I won't go into detail about her experiences here, but want to mention the impact the photos Amanda showed me of her visit, especially that of the Coacalco rubbish dump. I wept with tears.
A 5 day old foal picked up and put on top of a cart full of rubbish. It's mother put alongside a harnessed donkey was clearly distressed at not being able to see her foal.
It's Monday morning and both myself and Amanda Gordon are on our way up to Chalford in Gloucestershire to meet the Cineflix crew filming for Animals at Work scheduled to be shown later in the year.
We stopped off at The Crown Inn where Lizzie Ellis, one of our regional welfare officers, was waiting for us before heading over to Westley Farm where Teddy, the now famous Chalford donkey lives with his companion Chester.
Walking passed the Isolation Unit last week, I noticed Mr Zebedee and his friend, Crumpet. Normally I would just glance over, say hello to any new donkeys and carry on, but this time I stopped and looked at Mr Zebedee standing at the stable door entrance. Both front feet were overgrown and badly misshapen. When he walked, he looked bow-legged as he shifted his weight to the outer edges of his hooves.