“It’s not breathing!”, was the cry from my brother in law as we watched the kid born minutes before lying on the ground near its exhauste…
“It’s not breathing!”, was the cry from my brother in law as we watched the kid born minutes before lying on the ground near its exhausted mother. “Do something, your the vet nurse”, he yelled. Never in my wildest inner city vet nursing experience (roughly 18 years) had I thought I would be assisting in the birth of a goat but as we had aquired the mum(Matilda) and the dad(Billy(NATURALLY!)) when we bought our 40 acres in Inglewood, country Victoria, I had no choice! Jumping the fence I grabbed the newborn, cleared its face and blew, rubbing her chest roughly as I did. After a couple of minutes I was joined by my brother in law as my partner Dave kept our two children watching from a distance just in case the worst happened. Slowly the kid begain to breathe on its own much to our relief, so we all gathered around and watched mum clean her and help her struggle to her feet. Just when we thought it was over mum turned around and there was another little face appearing and this little one got stuck. While our children( a 10yr old boy and a 6yr old girl) watched in awe,Dave held mum’s head and comforted her, while my brother in law and I stayed at the business end. To cut a long story short after much pulling, poking, panic and talking to a local vet on our mobile a third kid was born, freeing up the second and to much joy and celebration, the triplets ( 2 girls and a boy ) arrived. As we were only expecting one it was a big surprise. After much debating we named them Rose, Jessica and Bruce! Unfortunately Bruce was a bit weaker than the two girls and mum abandoned him the following day. Luckily we were there to take over the role and now Bruce is spending time in our bathroom and yard in inner city Melbourne, being bottle fed.He sleeps through the night though, which I’m VERY happy about!Have included a few photos on here for you all to look at. An amazing Saturday indeed!
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/ / / © Copyright Carmen Mandel-Cesáreo / / / Paying tribute to the sheer beauty of my equine friends and thinking about those in dire need, I have produced a series of twelve-month calendars for sale. / / All proceeds I donate to these equine rescue charities: / / Equus Sanctuary Dedicated to saving the equine family and enriching their lives. / / Shiloh Horse Rescue Dedicated to rescuing and rehabilitating abused, neglected, injured, unwanted, and slaughter-bound horses of all types. / / Redwings Horse Sanctuary Care for and protect horses, ponies, donkeys and mules in dire need. / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——- / / / Visit my e-store or send the link to a friend to choose a lovely equine pattern for wall décor. I have set the minimum price to all my Equine Beauty calendars to aid the equine charities. Enter my e-Store featuring Equine Beauty / / / Hope you find them pleasing. / / Carmen /
Life never ceases to amaze me, w ith its potential for drama and excitement constantly “lurking”….well with my life it does anyway! I’…
Life never ceases to amaze me, w ith its potential for drama and excitement constantly “lurking”….well with my life it does anyway! I’ve reached the weekend and made it through the week. And what a week it has been! / It has been one of many unsettling experiences, where I find myself questioning…..how the heart does not harden completely so that another living thing or experience can ever touch it, how you can want so badly to never “feel” anything again, yet all the while be just plain grateful that it doesn’t happen like that, because then you would miss out on the joy that creeps in like a surprise when you are not expecting it, and touches the places beneath the armour and make your heart sing. I marvel at the pit you can dig for yourself, yet however full of exhaustion or despair it might become, it can also contain proportionately the same amount, if not more, joy and gratitude. I wonder at nature and life and miracles and why they sometimes don’t happen how you want, yet occur when you least expect them. And most of all, I am just deeply grateful for the ability to laugh at myself and have a sense of humour at life’s turbulent moments of chaos and fleeting glimpses of euphoria. Last Thursday night, a new baby arrived in the family…..a little foal. Having bred horses for over twenty years, I never get over the huge energy buzz I get to witness a birth, discover a new baby, or see a foal untangle the little body from the long legs and master the art of equine life so quickly. It is always an emotional and, for me, a spiritual moment. These days, such moments are rare, as I no longer have a herd or run an official breeding establishment, I only have my old stallion Mystic (well past retirement age, but you try telling him that!) and his long time girlfriend Wildfire, a little mare I bred 16 years ago. We have also been agisting Mariah, a little mare for my friend’s 9yo daughter, trying to get her in foal, but after two years, had given up on it ever happening. Until of course……. I had been heading off to bed, and had actually done something out of character for me, and in an effort to achieve a pain free night following such a desperately busy week, I took some ibuprofen (my condition worsens at times of tiredness and stress, so the pain levels become quite hard to handle, though normally, I refuse to use anything from drug companies….) Anyhow, off to bed I went, and pulled up the covers – it is unseasonably cold here – the nights are generally warm, but of course, Murphy’s Law says that was about to happen would NOT happen on a nice balmy night. So….I awaken to squeals….. / “Go away” I thought. “It is nothing” / But on a farm, you get to know all the little noises of the bush, the birds, the critturs in general, and you just KNOW when they are not right. So the squeals I recognized were of horses meeting new horses, not old horses getting very familiar!! I thought my niece’s show horses must have gotten loose and come visiting my little horses. I grabbed the torch, and headed out in my sleepwear, barefooted and all (glad it was dark and the nearest neighbours were miles away) There was my little mare Wildfire with a new baby foal and she was squealing and kicking, trying to keep it away from Mariah and the stallion. I got excited and started calling to her, as I managed to squeeze through the barb wire fence without losing anything more than my dignity. Then I spotted Mariah dragging the afterbirth behind her, and got such a shock. She was not even supposed to be in foal, and this new baby was HERS!. She was not barren after all, and had actually been in foal all year, even though sharing a very intimate time with the stallion and fooling us all! It was a huge shock, as all I could think of was how overjoyed the little girl who owned her would be, as it had been her birthday that day. I could imagine her shock and delight when I broke the news! My first problem was parting the expectant Mother from a foal that she was determined was hers ( probably wondering at how pain free and instant the birth had been!!!) and avoiding the flying heels and threat of teeth on my bare legs…. You know how cranky new Mothers can be, or even the ones who THINK they are! Eventually, I caught Wildfire in the dark and got her across to a gate into the next paddock, and I tried to get her through the broken gate, with one hand and naturally she did not make it simple. But at last she went through, and the obliging old boy Mystic followed her. (The maternity wing was “women’s business” and he wanted no place in there, even if it was his progeny there wobbling it way around and looking for a mother!) / (It reminds me of him with his foals two years ago…if ever I have seen a stallion look mortified and embarrassed, it was this old boy, when the little foals would rush up to him and stick their inquisitive noses into his nether regions looking for a feed! Lol) I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking “now Mariah can get to her baby and bond and have some rest”. But no. I suddenly realized the paddock I had pushed the other two horses into had its other gate wide open, and away went those two, off down towards the highway. So in the freezing wind, still in my pjs, and with only a little torch, off I went after them. And did the old cat and mouse game. They would let me get within a few metres of them, then with a “yippee! We’re free!” they would trot off with their noses and tails in the air. Bugger! There was no way they were about to give up their new found freedom! And anyone who has been around horses will know you do not chase them – you will never win! So through one paddock and another, I followed them, calling out oh so nice things, promising them all kinds of treats…all the while gritting my teeth…..and hoping the torch didn’t pack it in. Eventually they went towards the dairy, which is where it got really frightening for me, as the swampy damp ground, long grass and drains were full of snakes at this time of year, one of them being the Tiger snake, Australia’s second most venomous snake. I took a deep breath, swallowed my fear and plowed across the grass, a place I would not even walk over in broad daylight. I just prayed the snakes would be asleep somewhere else or at least feeling kind. Eventually Mystic, the old darling, came back to me, allowed me to catch him by the mane, and I lead them back to their paddock. On the way back across the dark long grass, I felt sharp sting on my barefoot and thought “It is nothing but a sharp stick I have trodden on”. By the time I got them safely home and the mare with her foal (it was a filly!!) settled under the trees out of the wind, I was frozen and it was almost 1am. I got indoors and had a wash, then sat down to look at my foot. There was one puncture wound on my toe and it was quite sore. So….I asked myself “Is it a snake bite (ha! A one toothed snake or just one with a bad aim!) or a bullant or bee sting? ” At this point, the adrenalin had my heart pumping from rushing out after the horses and the excitement of finding a new foal, and the ibuprofen had kicked in and I was feeling quite dizzy and drowsy – so I thought, “Is this the effect of snakebite?” I felt really stupid….should I go into the hospital and look like a real dill if it is only a bee sting, or will I look worse than an idiot if I die in my sleep and the kids find me in the morning! I did not wish to call anyone at that hour of the morning, yet my thoughts turned to my two young children asleep in their beds. What to do? I called the hospital and they told me to come in and spend the night in hospital, but I thought it would not be easy with my children….so I decided to wait it out. So I got on Redbubble, (the perfect place to go when you could be dying from snakebite, of course!) even though really tired, and played on there for an hour, and quietly monitored my physical signs….. / and as you can tell, it was NOT snake bite and I am still as large as life and shiny side up!! The next day, we called up the owners of the new baby and told them the good news. The little filly was a dear sweet thing, very friendly and strangely bonded to me and the other humans. She was a bit slow drinking from her mother, so I had to milk the mare and syringe it into her mouth to ensure she got the colostrum. This is to give baby as much of the goodness and protection from her mother as she could get. The young girl who owned her, arrived with her family and the look on her face was priceless. The baby was christened “Rosy”, It was an absolutely delightful time, and one that would become even more precious with what was about to unfold. By the following morning, I knew something was very wrong with the mare. She was not eating and alarm bells went off. / Two years prior to this, I had lost my favourite mare I’d had for 18 years, to hyperlipemia, right after foaling, and had to raise an orphan baby. Now Mariah was showing signs of the same. And so it was. We got the vet, we consulted professional breeders who had saved mares with this condition before (I had never known anyone to bring a mare back from this bloody horrible disease yet!!), and I began the process of trying to save her. We took the precious baby off Mother’s milk and started hand feeding her. This was to give the Mother a chance to stop metabolizing her body fat to produce milk and perhaps slow down her disease. I injected her with insulin and syringed sucrose mix down her throat every few hours, and tried so vainly to get her to eat something. What a precious little soul was the filly – she stuck her head in the dish of formula and drank. She followed us around; when my front door opened, she neighed to me in her little raspy voice. She KNEW. She knew her life was going to revolve around humans and not her mother, and she almost accepted it from the very onset. As I recall the day after her birth, she was just as happy to be with humans as with her own Mother. And poor Mariah….. we fought so hard for her, but she simply gave up. After five days of struggling to save her, of hopes raised, and heartbreaking scenes, I told her owners that I believed she was ready to go, and that to keep her alive was not kind. So I had her put down. / These things are never easy. I hate every part of this side of owning animals – no matter how kind the actions are, I cannot hear a gun without freezing to the pit of my soul, and I still shed tears for the grand souls of these noble creatures as they pass over. The hardest part is to not hold onto regret and blame myself for things not done correctly, or time not spent more wisely…. Or whatever….the lessons abound…. Still, around my home, there are so many ghosts of loved ones….that have moved beyond the road I walk…. / I love my horses so much, death always seems so unfair. So, I saw Mariah returned to the Earth and the baby went to the vet hospital to spend some time getting stronger before taking on its new life as one of a human family in a suburban backyard. I know that little life wouldn’t be an easy one, but it will be filled with love, and I will always welcome back young Rosey to stay here on the farm and learn to socialize with real horses. Then, I checked my other two horses, and Wildfire was making milk, it was dripping from her teats. Another birth was imminent. / I brought her into my garden (a large tree filled yard) where I could watch her more easily, and after last check went to my very welcome bed. Half an hour later, I am awoken to a knocking under the house. I had the dog tied up under there (the only place I could put her to keep her away from sick horse and foal and any other not so pleasant items that she might roll in or eat – well you know dogs will be dogs!) I grabbed the torch yet again and outside I went. These night time jaunts in my sleepwear were starting to become monotonous! There was Wildfire running up and down the side of my house looking very upset. I got down on my knees and looked under the house with the torch and sure enough, there was one terrified dog (it wasn’t ME!!!! She was saying) and one very active baby foal. I hate under my house…it is dark and creepy and full of spiders and often even the place where snakes live. But under I crawled in my pjs, and captured the foal and dragged her out. Yes her! A filly, and what a stunner!! So this one, I am sure, had hit the ground running, and once out under the stars, away she went, at a tiny gallop, racing around the yard, with her distressed mother hot on her heels. This went on for four hours! I don’t know what that baby was on, but she was definitely hyperactive. She ran through fences, jumped through cracks in gates, through gardens and shrubs, went back under the house three more times, and eventually, taking pity on the poor mare who needed to calm down, I barricaded the front section of my garden using everything I could find outside in the dark, and took them in there. Straight away the baby leapt into the dog house and went to the back, while the poor mare freaked out completely. / I honestly have never seen such an active baby. I was unable to go back to bed and leave them as I was so worried she would hang herself from somewhere. Or get stuck, or worse, get out and run away from her mother. Eventually she collapsed on the ground and they both got some rest, and THEN, I too, went back to bed. By this time, the sun was just starting to lighten the horizon. But the next morning, I was greeted with the sight of my best Christmas present. She truly is a stunning little filly and both she and the mare were doing fine. After the traumas of the week however, I was definitely overly watchful and worried about the health of them both, not to mention, extremely sad for my friends and their daughter at the twist of fate that saw me with a healthy baby and mother, and them with a dead horse and an orphan foal. Somehow it seemed unfair. So you see, between the lack of sleep and my concerns for all my creatures, not to mention the many emotions this has all evoked for me, I have barely had time to think about Christmas. I just ponder the sadness of our connections with animals, how there is always sorrow when they are ill or suffering, and death is never easy to deal with (even after all the years of heartbreaks and experiences I have had with my horses). I shudder at the necessity for guns on farms, they chill me to the core, yet know deep down, they can be a kind option for an animal’s peaceful and rapid release. How the fear creeps in when you love something…..at times I know, I have felt I will never own another horse, or get attached to another creature, or have another relationship, because the loss is so hard to bear – yet deep down the simple truth is, nothing lasts forever, but the effects and memories of love do, they are cumulative within our souls and become a part of who we are – love is always its own reward. Therefore any moments shared with another, whether human or animal, are a gift to honour, and never to be shied away from. / I come away from this week, heartened too by the awareness of joy in having them share our lives. These special characters are all a blessing to me, and teach me many things. I only have to witness the miracle of such new births to know that the cycle of life continues, that all is as it should be. Witnessing such moments brings tears in my eyes… an expression of love for life, and an overflowing of the heart. The final word – two days later, a horse float arrives at my front door, and the woman driver unloads a little mare, who has come to visit my stallion. The process begins again…
Zoophoria – euphoria resulting form being in the zoo photographing animals. This is a place especially for those captive animals to sh…
Zoophoria – euphoria resulting form being in the zoo photographing animals. This is a place especially for those captive animals to shine! I know many of you in Red Bubbleland who love animals and do great works featuring captive animals. So, if it will be a while before the money is saved up for your safari in South Africa or your expedition to Antartica, never fear Zoophoria is here! I look forward to seeing all of you join and participate in this group. So, get out your art, clothing, or writing relative to the zoo, drive-through safari parks, petting zoos, alligator farms, or actual barnyard farms, and head on over to Zoophoria I can’t wait to see you there!
This recent contest was based on the short HSUS video called Overlooked: The Lives of Animals Raised for Food...
This recent contest was based on the short HSUS video called Overlooked: The Lives of Animals Raised for Food. / / Narrated by James Cromwell, ‘Overlooked’ takes a look at the cruelty animals endure on factory farms, as well as recent advancements for farm animals and what you can do to help them. / / The votes were close! Here are the three entries that garnered the most votes: Carmen Mandel-Cesáreo AngelArtist Patricia Anne McCarty When all was said and done, Carmen Mandel-Cesáreo won! The original prize was to be a gift certificate from the HSUS; however, after seeing the contest entries, the HSUS offered a bonus! Carmen got to choose from a $25 gift certificate OR an autographed copy of a book – and she chose the new book Why Animals Matter: The Case for Animal Protection autographed by author Erin E. Williams. Congratulations, Carmen! Over the course of the next few days I’ll be posting artist profiles on all three artists mentioned above ~ so keep checking back! And if you see our winners elsewhere on the Bubble, be sure to congratulate them on their great artwork and placement in the contest! If you would like more information on our animal rights and welfare group, please check out Voices for Animals.
As promised, here’s the first in my series of artist profiles based on the winners of the Voices for Animals...
As promised, here’s the first in my series of artist profiles based on the winners of the Voices for Animals contest! Carmen’s contest entry: / / Farm not Harm / / / / / Carmen Mandel-Cesáreo / / [Written by Carmen] Born in Buenos Aires, Argentina, I grew up in a cosmopolitan city with little contact with Nature. I enjoyed the bustling city life and the lovely European architecture. I even wore a uniform to school, a tie, beret and white gloves. My love for Nature was already rooted deep in my heart. Traveling far north to a distant province to visit my grandparents, the cold arid land and its inhabitants would enthrall me. Later on, I earned my university degrees in Exact Sciences. I speak four languages and read in six. I am also a Technical Writer, Editor and Information Architect. I lived in several countries and traveled extensively in almost all continents. I have witnessed the best and the worst of how a nation treats its living forms. I became vegetarian and shunned all cruelty-related garments and accessories. / / This is where I put my efforts and dedication, wishing to inspire and have other compassionate individuals walk along me: As a photographer, my portfolio Nature’s Patterns was born to inspire with conspicuous natural beauty. My portfolio and product lines (home décor and apparel) are sold in several online galleries and e-stores. I support conservation and animal rescue charities with my sales proceeds. / / As a writer, through my online photojournals I provide sources for the public to become informed and take action. To fight ignorance and abuse, I am currently writing a book about living compassionately with a deaf cat companion. As a grant researcher, I work with Greyhound and Saluki rescue charities helping to bring grant makers to support their cause. I lobby to ban Greyhound and Saluki track races. I support canine and feline re-homing charities locally and in the UK. I help raise money to horse rescue charities. In Redbubble, I host members in Art for Conservation while promoting their charities in the Web. / / As a mother, I teach my six-year-old child about compassion, adjusting our life to a humane co-existence with living forms. He might become the compassionate leader of tomorrow. I collaborate with the following charities. Take a moment to visit them: Greyhound Welfare / Grey2K USA, / DogsTrust. / Billerica Cat Care Coalition / Saluki Tree of Life STOLA / Ada Cole Memorial Stables If you would like to visit more of my written and photographic works, click a link below to access them: Artwork aiding Conservation, Galleries and e-Stores / My Company Thank you for reading. Carmen Mandel-Cesáreo Here are some of my favorites works by Carmen. Bound Together / / / Indian Corn Harvest / / / Sweet Nectar / / / Thank you, Carmen, for your participation in the group and in the contest!!
Angela received an Honorable Mention in the Voices for Animals contest! As promised, here’s…
Angela received an Honorable Mention in the Voices for Animals contest! As promised, here’s a bit about Angela, a.k.a. AngelArtist. Angela’s contest entry: Please Go Veg / / / / / [Written by Angela] I have always been an Artist because I was born an Artist, but I have no training. So everything I paint and draw is just what comes naturally from me. I make digital art sometimes, but I much prefer to make traditional art. My favourite mediums are acrylics, pencil crayons and watercolours. I like acrylics and watercolours, because they are real paints. Pencil crayons are nice when you want to use pencils instead of paints. I don’t remeber exactly when I became totally aware of animal rights, but when I became aware of it, I learned everything, and I became a complete vegan. That means that I never eat animals, or animal products, and I don’t wear shoes made of leather. Animals were created to live and to enjoy life, not to be used, abused, and eaten. My favourite things to paint are angels, religious subjects, children, and animals. I see many beautiful things in my imagination, and it makes me happy to paint some of the things which I see in my imagination. I love all of AngelArtist’s work, so it’s hard to choose just a few favorites! Here are a few of my favorite animal works though. / / / The Puppy / / / / / / Birdie On a Branch / / / / / / The Toad And The Snail / / Thank you, Angela, for participation in the contest, the group, and for having such vehement beliefs!! / /
Here’s the third and final installment of the winners’ profiles. It is my pleasure to showcase the multi-talented, Patricia, who won an …
Here’s the third and final installment of the winners’ profiles. It is my pleasure to showcase the multi-talented, Patricia, who won an Honorable Mention in the recent Voices for Animals contest. Patricia’s contest entry: Off to Market We Go! / / / / / [Written by Patricia] I’m not one of those artists who will tell you how I have been and artist all my life! I feel that is not realistic to state. No one has been an artist all of their life. Art is not only full of creativity in versus mediums, it is also skill and knowledge of self. To truly create art that is representative of to your, who you are, you first have to know yourself. With that being said I can safely say I have been an artist for the last 10 years. I started off drawing cartoons. I then took up painting, but I was not happy – my paintings didn’t wow me. I tried digital painting, photo manipulation, digital photography, and graphic design. I liked it a lot and became quite skilled with Photoshop; but still not happy. Having Dyslexia caused a few problems in my youth I did not understand. In my later years I focused on getting around things like perspective. It is not uncommon for dyslexics to have perception difficulties. This interfered with my painting and drawing skill by limiting me. A teacher told me to try sculpture. I thought hell no – I could never do that – I can’t even draw with out a headache; how am I ever going to sculpt?! I tried it anyway and to my surprise I picked it up right away. It opened my mind wide and improved my drawing and painting skills. Now I have many skills in art – I can cartoon, draw, paint, sculpt, and I am learning mold making! I can reproduce my sculptures by making rubber molds of them. I also write stories, lyric, and poems. I have done theater and sing the blues a little. If it is art, I can do it! The mediums I like using best in my art are, paint, inks, clay, Photoshop, vector, and writing. My love for animals is a part of who I am. Since childhood I have watched animal shows. I love animals of today and yesterday! I LOVE dinosaurs. I am fascinated by lizards and own one myself. I have a 5 foot 12 pound female green iguana named Mikie Girl. Greens, as they are called, are tree dwellers and live in the tropics. It is hard and expensive to care for her but well worth it! You must truly love reptiles to have an iguana – they are not the nicest animal in the world. It takes 2 years to get to know one. AND they bite HARD. They have 120 serrated edged teeth that can send to to the emergency room in one snap. I also have a dog named Missy . Missy is a short haired boarder collie called a McNab. her breed is from Scotland, where I was born!! They have black with white tipped toes, white chest and a thin white line down the face. They have pointed ears and a fanned tail and are known for their intelligence. Out of all the animals I know about, the mighty tiger is closest to my heart. I find this great cat fascinating. I dream of them and have a spiritual connection with them. I believe the tiger to be my spirit animal, my garden. Who could possibly not feel free with a 600 pound tiger in your corner!? Patricia Anne McCarty Born 26 of June, in Dunoon, Scotland, near Loch Ness. ;) It’s really hard to choose from Patricia’s work because she’s so multi-talented. From photography to pencil to digital art – she’s got it all! Here are some of my faves. Cat Walk / / / / / / THINK LIZARDS: “Think conservation – NOT profit!” / / / / / / The Color of Blood / / / / / Thank you, Patricia, for participating in the contest and for all you do for animals!! / /
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/ / / I created the group Art for Conservation to host compassionate, talented and generous members who support conservation and animal rescue organisations with sales proceeds from their artwork. / / If we want a change, we need to work towards it. No deed is too small, no voice is too weak, no donation is too little, no effort goes in vain. Educating the general public about conservation issues, about species in the brink of extinction, about healthy earth-friendly habits, about animal welfare, about humane wildlife management, about the fragility of eco-systems and about a responsible natural citizenship, sparks ingenuity and fosters new ideas. / / Take a moment to enjoy and be inspired by the splendid art featured in this gallery, learn what the artist conveys through the images and narrative, visit their supported charities and consider purchasing a fine piece of art knowing that you will be aiding a good cause. / / Enter the gallery >here / / Browse the list of conservation organisations supported by the artists in this group to learn about concerning issues round the world >here. / / This group and the list of supported conservation organisations are further promoted by me on the Web through my conservation works. / / Globalisation enables us to act together in a cohesive way unthinkable of time ago. Let us take advantage of this opportunity to generate a positive change. / / / / Thank you / / Carmen / Creator of Art for Conservation / / /
Hi! Was delighted to find out that “Lofty Ideals” received the “Today’s Best Award” , thanks to Zazzle :D And yes, I do draw other ani…
Hi! Was delighted to find out that “Lofty Ideals” received the “Today’s Best Award” , thanks to Zazzle :D And yes, I do draw other animals other than just the owls :D Many of you may not have seen this work as this was one of the first few that I uploaded here in RB. So I thought this is a good opportunity for the rest of you to know her better….a piece that’s close to my heart and maybe you can also identify with this painting. This pink sheep’s name is Knitto Pinko :D In this pic, she feels that she is unique and set apart for bigger things, not just another sheep under the shepherd’s shears….not just another digit on the farm….she faced a big dilemma…should she stay or should she leave? / You can view more of “Lofty Ideals” at my Zazzle Gallery. Part 2 of the story: Knitto Pinko submitted her resignation as head knitter to Farmer O’MacDonald a year ago. She decided that she no longer wanted to knit designs that she was in the least passionate about. Her dream was to have her own shop of knitwear, designed by her with 100% wool.Knowing her dream extended beyond the boundaries of this farm which she had grown so familiar with,she took on the challenges that awaited her outside nevertheless.There was no turning back since. She’s now busy with her knit creations which she fondly calls them “Knitties Gritties”. Hope you like the story :D
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Thanks to everyone that voted for this little miniature sweetheart, being in the top ten is an honor. DiEtte Congrats to the winner… /
Our family is spending the school holidays on our Inglewood property in Central Victoria and when we arrived we were blown away to find a…
Our family is spending the school holidays on our Inglewood property in Central Victoria and when we arrived we were blown away to find another 5 baby boer goats to add to the 5 we had 3 weeks ago! A total of 10 new arrivals in one season. They breed like bloody rabbits! I have now put Billy, the big daddy goat up for sale as after much research there is no way to desex him ( we are all sad about it but really have no choice). We will find homes for some of these new little guys around Christmas time. As they are a meat goat ( much to my horror! LOL !) I am trying to find people who just want them as pets as they are a larger goat but very docile and friendly and great lawn mowers. Many pics will follow in around ten days but here are all the names in order of appearance and there mums so all of you who inquire will know whats going on! MATILDAS TRIPLETS - ATTICUS (boy) / WILLOW (girl) / OLLIE (girl) LILYS TWINS - RUBY (girl) / DORIS (girl) ALICES TWINS - DAISY (girl) / AKER (boy) – My Dad named this little guy after his favorite AFL player AKERMANIS who plays for the Western Bulldogs!!!!! ROSIES TWINS - Darcy (boy) / Bella (girl) JESS’s ONLY CHILD! Danny (boy) Now I just have to remember all of that! Many thanks again to everyone who has asked about them and I will keep you all updated !
I would like to thank the moderators of the Bits and Pieces Group for selecting Goat Talk...
I would like to thank the moderators of the Bits and Pieces Group for selecting Goat Talk as a featured work…
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/ Farm not Harm in t-shirt design by Carmen / / To the compassionate buyer who purchased today this t-shirt / A heartfelt thank-you in the name of farm creatures / / Carmen / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / Farm not Harm, as wall art and apparel, is a collage especially created to promote / awareness to the humane treatment of creatures in factory farms. / / There is a humane way to share eco-systems / and benefit from one another. / Exploitation is not the way. / -Carmen Mandel-Cesáreo All proceeds from the sale of this piece of artwork / will be donated to the following organisation: Farm Sanctuary Founded in 1986 to combat the abuses of industrialized farming, / they encourage a new awareness and understanding about farm animals.
May all leaders round the globe be inspired Act now to alleviate the suffering of defenseless creatures in entertainment and in the fo…
May all leaders round the globe be inspired Act now to alleviate the suffering of defenseless creatures in entertainment and in the food industry For the end of Greyhound racing and the abuse in factory farms. / / / / / Read more on this historic win at the HSUS site >here Read more about The Greyhound Protection Act
I am very honored and appreciate each and every one for their votes. / You really give me hope as a photographer and make me want to conti…
I am very honored and appreciate each and every one for their votes. / You really give me hope as a photographer and make me want to continue to improve each and every time. / Thank you One and All
There’s a great article here on this current situation. Please spare a th…
There’s a great article here on this current situation. Please spare a thought for how the food you consume is raised, if you are a meat eater. A then remember People Power works!
Well, this is exciting! Thank you so much to everyone and especially the hosts who dedicate their time and talent to the Redbubble Commun…
Well, this is exciting! Thank you so much to everyone and especially the hosts who dedicate their time and talent to the Redbubble Community! ANGEL WINGS AND HEAVEN / 4th Place – Are There Stairways Leading to Heaven / Happy Haven Photography / 7th Place – Windmills ~ Still Standing / Art by Bubble Hosts ~ Feature / A Time For Everything / Bits and Pieces ~ Feature / An Angel Thinking of You / Playful Photogenic Pets ~ Feature / I’m Thirsty / Hugs and Blessings, / Marie /
Features A mega huge thanks to the hosts of the following: !http://images-0.redbubble.net/img/users/size:135×135/view:avatar/hert…
Features A mega huge thanks to the hosts of the following: (not forgetting Hertsman). ..The magic goes on ….....even though he is a year older ;-) “What Ewe Been Up To?” was featured in Alphabet Soup (Letter ~ H) JULY FEATURES /
WOW, what a nice surprise, when I hoped on redbubble to day I found out that my photo of my cat Snuff was featured in the Best From aroun…
WOW, what a nice surprise, when I hoped on redbubble to day I found out that my photo of my cat Snuff was featured in the Best From around the Barn Yard Group Thank you so much for the Feature!
Thank you for the feature of “First Day on the Job” in the If It Doesn’t Belong group and also for all those who voted for this image in …
Thank you for the feature of “First Day on the Job” in the If It Doesn’t Belong group and also for all those who voted for this image in the challenge.
Many many thanks to the R…
Many many thanks to the Redbubble customer who has just bought …
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10/31/09 “Cha Cha Cha” is being featured in the group “Extreme Closeups” thanks to the moderators of this group for this wonderful honor! 11/1/09 “The Drama Of Autumn” is being featured in the “All Oregon USA” group, thanks to the moderators of this wonderful group for this honor! “The Night Before Christmas” is being featured in the group “Deer Me” thanks to the moderators of this group for this honor! 11/2/09 “Come I’ll Show You The Way” is being featured in the fun group “All Origonal Blends” it is a privilege to be featured by this group and I thank you very much! 11/0/09 “Cha Cha Cha” is being featured in the group “Fabulous Flowers” thanks to the moderators of this group for this honor! Dee
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