My name is PAUL. I am 4 years old. I came here when I was quite young. I’d been kept with lots of other geese in a shed with no roof and we were standing in mud. We didn’t have any access to water and we were all filthy. Then the person who had bred us roughly stuffed us all into a small crate with slated sides and took us to this horrendous place. The noise and smell were frightening. The people there were coarse, uncaring and, in some instances, downright cruel. Some of my friends just collapsed with shock – we geese do not cope well with any form of stress – so I decided they needed some attention, took my courage in my beak, stuck my head out through one of the slated sides and started shouting for help. Little did I know that by doing this I was creating a turning point in our miserable lives. Janet, alerted by all the noise I was making, bought us and we came to the Sanctuary. It was like heaven and still is. We have water to swim and play in, good food, we can wander the fields as much as we like and our accommodation has a roof. I have a chum called Mark. He is the new Muscovy duck around here and he comes to call on me every morning. Actually he wakes me up by banging on the side of my wooden house. He is a sociable chap. I don’t want to have to stand or sit in mud again in a roofless shed or go to that horrendous place where some of my friends died through shock. They were not as fortunate as me. I wish they could have come here too. Please sponsor me. |
