After her first 3 days of living in the Castle kitchen she has been outside in an enclosure every day and in a little hutch from dusk to dawn until 2 days ago when we left her outside overnight for the first time. The glorious weather has helped; strangely for us living in the Lake District she has yet to experience even a small shower of rain in her first two weeks; I’m sure she’ll enjoy plenty of it in the weeks and months to come! I must say after such a horribly long, cold and wet winter the weather has been superb for our Muncaster Festival and holiday week. It has been wonderful to see so many visitors from near and far enjoying the sunshine along with all of the other delights at Muncaster.
Sure enough, all was well. After the visitors faded away around 5pm I started looking for her again, using my roe deer calling whistle. I walked around in ever widening circles from the point I had last seen her. Within 20 minutes, while struggling through some particularly thick undergrowth populated mainly by brambles and nettles, I was suddenly aware of a little head popping up a few yards away. What a relief! She was soon back in her enclosure, suckling greedily on a bottle of milk.
Painting of Twiggy by Sharon Arrowsmith.
Model of Twiggy with her milk bottle by Eve McMullan aged 7.
In a way this is marvellous as it shows she is exhibiting exactly the kind of wild behaviour we want her to display. She didn’t latch on to other people in the gardens but just lay low until “mum” came back for her. However, when we take her for walks outside of her enclosure we watch her much more carefully now! She can run fast now and can still disappear in a flash so if anyone is feeling generous and wishes to sponsor some kind of GPS or radio tracking system we would be delighted. It would make walks slightly less worrying for me if not for Twiggy.
Lastly, after becoming a media star in the local TV, radio and papers, news agencies around the world have been asking for pictures of Twiggy…so who knows where you may find her image appearing. I’m told she made the evening papers on the London Metro last night. Fame rests lightly on Twiggy; she takes it all in her ever lengthening stride.