A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself
This blog describes itself as commenting on ‘life, wildlife, and booklife.’
It feels an awfully long time since I mentioned the beautiful creatures with whom we share this planet.
I tweet regularly for those in need, or those who bring a smile of delight with their beauty, or their intelligence, or their compassion.
When does a love affair with animals begin? At birth?
At about six years of age, I horrified my mother by spending my pocket money illicitly on a charity that would send me stories of my friends, and badges to wear with pride.
At eleven I discovered Gerald Durrell, and never really looked back.
So instead I learnt, shared, and adopted. My children grew up with a virtual family of fruit bats, tortoise, lemur, and finally a little girl with a rather long trunk who loves mud, and has just been allowed to leave the nursery. Living in Africa she will not be joining us for breakfast – although my children did enquire if she may!
There are so many charities, and individuals out there helping and loving our wildlife, whether in captivation by necessity, or free to roam.
Does the old man next door who fosters garden birds with broken wings know he is the brother of the game park keeper who guards his mighty beasts with courage and strength?
It is not hard to care for these treasured neighbours, is it? Just browse the stunning array of images online, and enjoy, and perhaps wonder what you might do, even if in a tiny way?
If every thing has it’s place in our world, then each lost species must irrevocably change the balance.
Ospreys were lost to the United Kingdom, but thanks to the faith and determination of carers – Ospreys once more have a place in the British Isles. If only all species threatened not just by loss of one place, but by loss entire, could be so saved.
The World Wildlife has a terrifying list of critically endangered species:
And just recently I heard of the plight of the vulture, in Africa, which is in danger of being wiped out by one simple painkiller. A bird that can process and detoxify a killing bacterium such as Typhoid, amongst others, cannot process a painkiller.
How dark would our world be without our wild friends?
We can learn, educate, help out, donate, adopt. But to care, is the simple beginning.
Here are some beautiful words – I hope they inspire you, too:
‘We need another wiser and perhaps more mystical concept of animals. In a world older and more complete than ours, they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings, they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the earth.’