I was really saved at the last minute. I think I even heard from a distance the sharpened knife… I do not want to imagine what happened to my brothers and sisters who were with me until hours before I came here.
I heard people talking about something called the "Feast of Sacrifice", which is a time when many young sheep like me are slaughtered and so I was destined for slaughter.
A young woman named Diana was walking by a park in Jaffa. Just to the side of the park near where cars were parked, she saw a couple of men pulling and dragging a young struggling sheep, that young sheep was me!
Both my front and back legs were crossed and tied, and the front legs were connected to the back legs by a rope running down the center of the underside of my body. The older men grabbed me and flipped me. They were either trying to stuff me in a car trunk or to take me out.
She said she felt a push towards me and that her heart started racing. She saw my fear and felt She had no choice but to help me. she added- "It was like watching a house on fire with people inside".
She also said "Danny was very very sweet. Maybe he was in shock. Or maybe he was just grateful".
Diana contacted the Freedom Farm, whice is now my home, and they agreed to be my home forever! When I arrived, immediatly the vet treated my foot injuries, cut my matted fur and overgrown horns, and gave medicine for a small fever I had and I was led to a private spot to rest and heal.
I was so scared! Now I realize how dirty and neglected I was, but back then I did not even know that sheep could live in a clean, pleasant and calm environment.
Today I am already an integral part of the flock of sheep and goats and I really love my new friends who also got saved from death – just like me.
