Wally, AKA William Wallace, was found close to exhaustion on the side of a highway on a 42 degree day last year. He was terrified, dehydrated, starving and very lost.
Like his name sake he had fought for his freedom, probably escaping a truck on its way to the sale yards or meat works a few kilometres down the road. Unlike his namesake – he won!
His first few days with us were a bit touch and go, as he settled into the cooler environment of an air conditioned room, a human who treated him only with kindness and a welcoming committee of many others like him.
By the end of his first two months with us he had transformed in to a beautiful, healthy, and very curious boy who was keen to check out everyone from a distance – but remained very selective on who could actually touch him.
Today, a year later, he is a gentle giant. He provides the gentlest welcome to the those newly arrived and scared. And, while he still prefers to remain just beyond arms reach of most humans, I am lucky enough to be treated daily to the offer of his slightly bowed head for a good scratch around his horns.
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