Poetry, Essays and Art By J.H. Dickinson from All-Creatures.org

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Lucky

Lucky,
one
in a billion.
Trillion.

Vulnerable calf,
snatched.
Intended for grisly
fate.

Bundled in,
moo and groan.
How did you
rally,
and rise up
to flee?

A bolt,
a sudden freeing
moment.

Found hiding
in veggy patch.
Brown eyes,
fear bristling.

An ending of
safety,
Hillside Sanctuary.
Kind words,
hands that caress.

You, the lucky one.

This lucky young calf had a narrow escape when that was exactly what he did...escaped! He came to Hillside Animal Sanctuary after a kind lady found him hiding in her garden and contacted the authorities. After looking at nearby CCTV, the Police told us that he had jumped/fallen out of a trailer and strongly suspected that he had been stolen for a grisly purpose!

A garden refuge. Lucky was fouond hiding behind the tomato plants.

Photos courtesy of Hillside Animal Sanctuary, Norwich UK

© 2023 J.H. Dickinson

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