Betty Carries on..and on..

 Hello Betty Badger Fans,

Your favourite Badger is writing again about her adventures in London Town.  It's getting colder now winter is coming.  I am getting very fat and wobble along Westminster streets when Mary gets tired of pulling me along in the Betty Bag.  All sensible Badgers fatten themselves for winter and snuggle down in their setts waiting for the cold to pass.  But Mary and I are on a MISSION  and we will keep going to Defra until the Badger Kill-Cull ends, or if one of us dies, whichever is first.

I went to Man Chester again to the ConservaTory Conference in October.  Me and Mary were dreading it because the weather was supposed to very wet and windy, but in the end it was fun and the sun shone.  The security was more serious than in previous years but we did get close to the delegate entrance and chatted to lots of ConservaTories.  I put up my lovely new signs made for me by Mary's friend Vanessa. This is a pretend Tory Fat Cat with the lovely signs Vanessa made for me: 

A surprising number of Tory members were very pleased to see me there and thanked me for continuing my Mission to stop the Kill-Cull.  Some of them even had leaky eyes because they were so sad about killing my friends.  One of them told me that Mr Eustice plans to carry on killing Badgers until he has killed 1 million of us, in spite of his weasel words about phasing out the Kill-Cull.  I will talk to Mr Eustice when I see him next, although he does tend to hide from me because he feels guilty. Here are some of snaps from Man Chester.

This is Man Chester Piccadilly:

Here are the Brexiteers:

Here is me in my Betty Bag:

Here is our train

In Man Chester we were standing next to the anti-Brexiteers and they had a very loud music machine and played lots of happy songs such as Money, Money Money which I danced around to for hours.  And they also played the Russian National Anthem because they accused the Government of being in the pockets of rich Russians.  They also played a song called Mad World which made Mary cry a lot.  A nice journalist comforted her.  Here is the song:   Mad World by Michael Andrew I wonder if it will make you cry too because it is a mad world when Badgers and other Animals are being killed for no good reason.

Mary has written a letter to Grant Shapps .  Did you know that Badgers have MPs? Well Mr Shapps is my MP because my sett is  in his constituency.  He probably doesn't know he's my MP but he certainly knows Mary is his constituent because he gets lots of letters and emails from her.  In her last email she accused Defra of Institutional Corruption. She also said that some Defra staff are either bowing to vested interests (such as the National Farmers Union) or were too stupid to realise that killing 200,000 Badgers has made no difference to the incidence of bovine TB.

Anyway, Mary wasn't very impressed by the reply she got from his assistant Nicholas, so she wrote again telling him that she wasn't going to be fobbed off with a standard reply when she is an expert on Badgers (!).  

Then something lucky happened when we were standing outside Defra in Marsham Street.  Mary saw Mr Shapps walking towards the Defra entrance, surrounded by three members of staff.  One of them, a Huwoman said, "Don't talk to the Badger".  I imagine that she didn't want Grant to be photographed talking to a 6 foot Badger, particularly with all the transport problems he has at the moment.  He is quite keen on flying apparently and some Newspapers are saying that he is trying to prevent housebuilding on airfields. 

Anyway, Grant said " I have to talk to her, she is my Constituent".  Isn't that nice; he realised that Betty Badger was indeed his constituent. So he came to talk to me.  Mary asked him if he would arrange an appointment with Mr Eustice, like he did for Mary to see Mr Gove, who was very kind to us.  He said he would do his best. I am still waiting.... but he did come and see me again after his Levelling Up meeting and reminded Mary to email him with her request.  This is a picture of Grant Shapps.  

Mary wants a Meeting with Mr Eustice, even though he banned us from sitting on the Defra wall and nearly got us arrested last year.  We are getting old and now have to bring a stool with us as Mary is too old to stand for hours. Mary did once do a magic spell for Mr Eustice's bottom to get covered in boils so that he would have trouble sitting down too.  If we do get to see him I will ask how his bottom is.

Mary believes Mr Eustice is being misled by Defra staff and the NFU about the real cause of the spread of bTB.  Mary wants to put him right and tell him to stop killing Badgers now and start vaccinating Cows instead, after all Cows are spreading the disease around the country.  The Welsh Government has stopped killing Badgers and their recent research on outbreaks of bTB shows that they were all caused by moving infected cows around the country.  As if that's news! We have known this for ever!

The best thing about standing outside Defra every week is the wonderful Hupeople I meet.  Everyone likes to tell me their stories, perhaps because i am a Badger and won't judge them. I have met some really nice Hupeople recently.  Every week the Police Officers come to see me. One day a Police Huwoman who looks for terrorists came and stood with me for 20 minutes and we had a nice chat.  She might have thought I had a bomb in my big belly but then she realised I was a harmless Badger. These are the Chaps that came to see me this Thursday:  

This week I met two Electricians called Denis and Daniel.  I am not sure what an electrician is but they were very jolly.  They came over to see me because Denis thought my sign said "140,000 Badgers Killed by Gout".  I had to point out that we haven't died of GOUT from excessive good living but have were killed by GOVT., which is short for Government.  We laughed a lot about that. They didn't know anything about Badgers and had never seen a living one before, just lots of dead ones by the road so they were very pleased to learn all about us.  Mary gave them a leaflet which they promised to read. This is an old picture of Gout.

Most weeks I see a Huperson who is a Christian and tells us to Turn to Jesus and blesses the Security Staff and the Police Officers.  Sometimes he has a music machine on wheels which blast out Holy Music.  Sometimes I sing along.  He always says to me "No one is innocent, turn to Jesus" because I have my "I AM INNOCENT" sign around my neck.  I tell him that animals are Innocent and it is the humans who are sinners.  But he doesn't listen.  He wears signs around his neck just like me! Here is his picture.  

One day he brought two visitors with him who were missionaries from another country, probably India.  The young Huwoman said to me, "Have you embraced Jesus?" which left me speechless because I haven't met him to the best of my knowledge. Then she burst out laughing saying, "What am I doing trying to convert a Badger to Christianity " and we both had the giggles and couldn't' stop laughing. I wonder if I talk to this Jesus person he might help to stop the Badger Kill-Cull because everyone says what a great and kind person he is. Here is a picture of Jesus.  You might recognise him because his heart is on the outside of his body, which is quite unusual:

:This week I was touched by the stories of three Huwomen.  The first is called Victoria. Her colleague told me that she is terrified of Badgers like me and is too frightened to come out of the front entrance of Defra in case she sees me.  She was traumatised when a man who wanted to marry her dressed up as a Badger and proposed to her.  She refused and has been afraid of big Badgers ever since. Her friend took a picture of me and said he would show it to her and tell her what a nice Badger I am and that I she doesn't need to be scared of me because I don't want to mate with her....

Then along came Jaqueline who gave me a big hug in spite of fears about Covid Virus. She introduced herself as a Mad Cat Woman. She has 14 cats.  We liked her a lot as she had a huge heart for animals and doesn't even eat them.  Here is a cartoon of a Mad Cat Woman from something called The Simpsons:

The third Huwoman who came along was called Josephine and made us very sad.  She told us that a man she loved and had saved her life had been imprisoned by the British Government on false charges when he is a good kind man.  Mary said that although the Government was a bit corrupt she didn't believe that they would imprison someone for no good reason but we promised to read his story when we got home.  The Google Oracle and Wikipedia told us all about the Human called Aravindan Balakrishnan who ran an organisation called the Workers Institute of Marxism-Leninism-MaoZedong Thought. He convinced his followers that everything was controlled by him including the sun, moon, wind, fires; that he could overthrow governments control natural disasters and  make people live and die.  I wondered if he could stop the Badger Kill-Cull.... Anyway, he was convicted of child cruelty, false imprisonment, rape, six counts of indecent assault and other things in what became known as the Lambeth Slavery Case.  He was jailed for 23 year. It was so sad that Josephine had lost her hero and was still fighting for him five years later. .

Last week we met a Human who was an environmentalist and had just come back from a place called Sudan.  He looked very upset by what he had experienced.  He said that all animals including things called Elephants and Antelopes and Giraffes have been killed for food because Hupeople are so hungry because of a War. Hupeople fight Wars all the time and the ordinary folk suffer, starve and die.  It is all very strange when Hupeople think they are so clever.  Did you know that Hupeople are even talking about going to live on other planets in the sky?  I don't think the Universe will allow that.  I must agree with Bill Hicks who said that Humanity is "a Virus with Shoes".  Don't tell Mary I said that...  These are Giraffes.  I have to admit that they are really peculiar looking and would have a real problem in my wood because they would keep banging their heads.

The last person I want to tell you about I met two days ago.  He was walking past Defra with holes in his shoes, a grey beard, dirty clothes and a can of something called Beer in his hand.  He had bright blue kind eyes. He told me that his name is Badger and we shook hands as kindred Badgers.  He said that Badger is a kind and happy man, until he drinks and then he is not Badger any more, but is someone not very nice at all.  He begged me and Mary not to drink Beer or other alcohol because it would destroy us, as it was destroying him.  He spent a lot of time in hospital recently and thinks he may die soon because he is a slave to alcohol. We wanted to take him home and look after him but he wouldn't fit in the Betty Bag with me. 

In the Badger world we are all waiting to hear how many Badgers Defra has killed this autumn.  They usually release the figures in the week before Christmas because everyone is caught up in some sort of tinsel-fuelled frenzy and too focussed on buying things to notice this really tragic news. 

In a few days time it will be the shortest day and the longest night.  Although it will be cold for some months yet, it gives us Badgers hope of Spring and hope of a new year when the British Government may finally listen to the sensible scientists and stop blaming Badgers, because we are innocent and lovely.

Night Night,

Betty 🐾🐾🐾🐾

Betty and Mary's 4 year Anniversary

Hello Betty Badger Fans.

On 25th August 2017 when Mary was holding her weekly Badger vigil outside 10 Downing Street I, Betty Badger, came into her life. I was introduced to Mary by a Huwoman called Heather, who is still fighting for us Badgers.  Me and Mary have been together almost every Thursday for 4 years outside Defra or Downing Street having lots of adventures, laughter and tears. We have been there in the snow, the rain and the blazing sun.  We have grown old and achy together. We have quite a following and Thursday is now known in Westminster as Betty Badger Day because that's the day me and Mary have our weekly vigil.

Here is a picture of Mary pretending to be a Badger outside Downing Street before I came along.  

She really doesn't look much like a Badger..... so it's good that I joined her. I am much more impressive. 

I last wrote my blog in late February when we were allowed to go back to London Town after Covid Lockup.  Then we hit a bit of a problem....  Mary was doing a survey for Badger setts before a proposed housing development when she was lassoed by a bramble and fell over broke her shoulder on a tree.  Her friend Tom was with her and took her the the place where Hupeople get repaired. She wasn't able to drive for 3 months, still we got back to our vigil in May as soon as she could carry me in my Betty Bag.  By then my cubs were old enough to be left on their own.  Here's me in my Betty Bag when I was on the way to the ConservaTory party Conference in Man Chester a couple of years ago. 

Everyone at Defra (apart from George Eustice) was pleased to see us back and made us feel so welcome.  Even the people in Caffé Nero across the road from Defra gave Mary a free coffee. 

Extinction Rebellion has been busy on the streets of London town and loads of Police Officers lined up outside Defra to protect the building.  

They are very kind and protected me by putting me behind their lines in case my lovely fur got covered by paint.  One of the Officers came up to me and aid how much he admired our commitment; this made us blush.. Here are some lovely Police Officers from Downing Street:

Last Wednesday I was on the BBC 1 news for several minutes.  I was outside Defra with lots of Hupeople for a protest about an Alpaca called Geronimo. This was Geronimo:

His mother Helen gave a loud talk about how he was dragged away screaming with fear from his home by Defra staff in hazard suits and then they shot him.  

Helen was very sad and also angry and she is determined to stop this happening to other Creatures.   Here she is with Geronimo:

If you have read my blog before, you will know that the test Defra uses to tell if cows have CowTB is very inaccurate.  Geronimo tested positive for CowTB with the old test and his mother asked for the more precise test.  Defra reused her request because they didn't want to admit that their old test didn't work.  The better test would have cost only £20 but it might have meant that everyone would then know that hundreds of thousands of Cows and Badgers had been shot for no good reason. Mary says that the early result of Geronimo's post mortem show that he didn't even have CowTB.  

Although it is very sad that Geronimo was shot and his mother made so sad, it has brought the cruel stupidity of the Badger Kill-Cull back into public attention. That is a good thing because the media are bored with Badgers- we are old news.. Another way of bringing the Kill-Cull back  into the news is to start shooting cats and dogs.  As Mary's very logical friend said:  

"The latest news is that cats & dogs: (a) catch COVID from humans; (b) it does not affect them much; & (c) no evidence of significant transmission from them to humans.

That sounds so familiar. Badgers: (a) catch TB from cows; (b) it does not affect them much; & (c) no evidence of significant transmission from them to cows.

Therefore the government should logically order a cull of cats & dogs."

Mary wouldn't really like that because she loves her cats.  However, although she likes dogs, she doesn't like dog owners who let their dogs eat wildlife.  One of Mary's chickens called Radish nearly died when 4 dogs came into her garden and carried off Radish the chicken.  Radish was bitten through to her spine, but has miraculously survived.  Mary shouted at the owners so loudly that she lost her voice for a few days. Here is Radish feeling much better:

Anyway, the protest was great fun because everyone called for George Eustice to resign and for Defra to be disbanded.  The wonderful vet Ian McGill, who went to a place called Afghanistan to help a Human called Pen Farthing to save hundreds of Animals, asked for Defra to be replaced with a new Office of Food, Farming and Animal Welfare- OFFAW  That's  a really good idea.  Defra seems to be run by people who hate Animals, especially Badgers.  We met a man some years ago who works in Defra and hates Badgers because he got CowTB as a child probably from drinking milk straight from the Cow.  He blames Badgers not the Cow and he might be driving the policy, along with the  National Farmers Union. 

I have been keeping clear of Mary's garden for a few weeks because there's major competition for her peanuts.  It's the time of year the Fallow Deer grow trees on their heads to impress the females and it's best to keep out of their way.  Here is a little film of the goings on at the bottom of Mary's garden last night. 

 

If my Bertie grew trees on his head he wouldn't be able to get down the sett and would keep getting caught on all the brambles.  Mother Nature sometimes does some really rather silly things.  

Mary's garden is once again full of baby Pheasants who are released by the Game Keeper from pens at this time of year.  Mary gets very sad because they are so young and look  lost, worried and confused about being dumped into the countryside with no parents to tell them how to survive. Here are some young boy Pheasants

The Humen with flashbang sticks will be killing them in just a couple of weeks time when the Shooting Season starts.  Such a short and scary life they have.  Mary tells me that fifty Million Pheasants and Partridges are shot in the UK every year- I am not sure how big that number is but it sounds huge.  And of course, to keep the Pheasants alive until they are ready to shoot them, the Game Keeper traps and kills any Animals that might eat them before they are shot; this includes Foxes, Weasels, Stoats, Buzzards and Badgers, even though it is illegal to kill some of them.  

Mary gets very very sad and angry about all this killing by the Game Keeper and his friends.  I told her that she should kill him to stop the suffering.  Mary told me that although she would like to kill the Game Keeper she is not allowed to do that because, although shooting lots of creatures for fun is legal, it isn't legal to kill Game Keepers or hunters... not even just one.  That all sounds rather silly to me.

I am sorry but I have to tell you some really sad news now.  The Badger Kill-Cull has started again and my Badger friends are already being shot.  Do your remember how George Eustice said he would be phasing out the Kill-Cull?  Well, he is a liar. 141,000 Badgers have been killed in the last seven years but this year he wants to shoot another 65,000, more than ever  before.  And he is allowing Kill-Culling in 5 new areas including Buckinghamshire.  They are getting close to my sett now and I am very scared. . I think he is trying to kill every Badger in the country and then he will bring the Kill-Cull to an end.  My heart breaks for every one of those Badgers who is trapped in a cage, tempted by peanuts and then has to wait there until the evil Humen come and kill them. And Defra doesn't even test the Badgers to see if they had Cow TB which more than 99% haven't.

I am sorry if this Blog has been a bit sad, but Mary and I are both feeling quite down after 4 years of fighting cruelty to Badgers and things are getting worse, in spite of Defra promises.  We must remember all  those lovely brave Hupeople who are fighting for us and going out at night trying to save our lives, releasing us from the traps before we are shot.  What can you do?  Write  to your MP, tweet Defra, contact the press. Do whatever you can to save my family of Badgers. 

Mary has booked us onto a train to Man Chester to visit the ConservaTory Party Conference again in October. I don't suppose they will let us in but we will do what we can by hanging around outside looking menacing  and cute..

Let us finish by cheering ourselves up with Mary's Chickens.  They are funny and naughty and make Mary laugh.  Yesterday Broccoli grabbed Mary's peanut butter and Marmite on toast from her hand and ran around the garden with it in her beak with another 9 chickens in hot pursuit. Last week they stole her cinnamon bagel and jam from her mouth.  Their latest game is to leap into the air and steal the low hanging grapes on the grape vine. 

Mary's Cat Rufus hates the chickens because they have stolen his garden.  Yesterday he decided to get his revenge by urinating in their dust bath  so the chickens now smell of Cat urine.  And people say that Animals aren't sentient!  Here is a happy picture of Rufus hiding on the roof to escape the Chickens:

Until the next time,

Night Night

Betty Badger 🐾🐾🐾

Betty has News

Hello Betty Badger Fans.

I am back above ground after a long cold winter of discontent. I have so much to tell you about me, and about Mary who has had her adventures too. 

My biggest and best news is that, as a result of a bit of slap and tickle with Bertie, I have become a Badger Mother again. I have three new cubs, Barbara, Boris and Bradley. Here is a Badger Cub:

Who would have thought that an old Badger like me could manage that?  I still love my Brian who was shot in the Kill-Cull three years ago but life has to go on, particularly as Defra has now killed around 150,000 of us so we have to get our numbers up again.  

The Cubs were born three weeks ago and I am busy feeding them my milk. Oh I do worry about what will happen to them when they go above ground.  There are so many dangers for a little Badger: snares, Dogs, cars, Foxes and, worst of all, Hupeople who seem to find great pleasure in harming us Badgers.

We have spent a most of our time over the last few months under the ground in our setts. I ate so much food to keep me going over the winter months that I grew enormously fat and had to make the tunnels bigger so I could get in.  We have used up our stored fat now and I am looking forward to  Mary's peanuts once I can leave the Cubs for a while. 

We haven't been to Defra since December when I wore my Christmas hat. Here I am in my hat:

Then the lockup was announced and Mary was told that if she came again she would indeed be arrested and locked up.  She wouldn't have minded so much but the Chickens would have died without her to feed them.   We are going back as soon as we can.  Boris, the Prime Minister not my little Boris, announced last night a gradual end to your lockup starting soon. This is what the BBC says you can do from 8th March.

•  "Recreation in outdoor public spaces - such as a park - will be allowed between two people, meaning they would be allowed to sit down for a coffee, drink or picnic"

I wonder if that means me and Mary can meet up again outside Defra?  We will have to take advice. 

Now, you might be wondering why we need to keep protesting outside Defra when George Eustice announced in January that the Kill-Cull was coming to an end. Just for a moment mine and Mary's hearts lifted when we heard the news on her wireless but then we remembered  how he said last March that the shooting was being phased out.  All lies and weasel words as he went on to increase the number of zones where Badgers could be killed and the numbers of us being shot. Weasels are known for being ruthless killers so I think that suits Mr. Eustice very well. 

George Eustice killed 38,642 in the autumn, the most Badgers ever.  Just think about all the fear and suffering and grief of their families.  This time he has decided that, until the end of 2022, he will still issue four year licenses for killing Badgers so that means we could be shot for another 6 years.  On top of that, he will allow Supplementary Licenses so Badgers can be killed where deemed necessary (!!!), with no end in sight.  How many more tens of thousands of innocent Badgers will be shot? My heart was broken again.

On the positive side, George is now thinking about what Mary has been suggesting for the past decade.  It is only sad that we have had to wait so long for Defra to see sense.  We know these proposals have been delayed because most of the farmers and the NFU want as many Badgers dead as possible. Mary has been telling Defra for so long that the solution to Cow TB is Cow vaccination, better biosecurity and using the more accurate gamma interferon tests. That means fewer infected Cows will be moved around the country infecting more Cow herds for  which Badgers will inevitably be blamed.  

Mary has asked Defra to investigate why Cows are moved around the country quite so much-1.5 million a year-  they hardly do it in other countries. The Europeans laugh at the British saying that moving our livestock around is a national sport.  And it's not very nice for the cows and sheep who must be very scared when they are loaded into trucks.

Mary has had a hard three months so she probably wasn't up to going to Defra anyway.  She caught Covid 19 in October when she went into a school to talk to the students about being kind to Animals, including Badgers.  She was very ill and thought she would die. She was too ill to feed the chickens but her friends Mike and Vanessa did that for her until she was better.  Then she had both her eyes sliced open in something she called cataract surgery. I think she is mad but she says she is glad she had it done because she can see the stars in the sky again.  Then her mother Nora died of Covid in January and then Mary caught an evil stomach bug from the Chickens. 

Mary got six new rescue Chickens in December.  Oh dear, they were in a dreadful state when she brought them home.  They had lived in little cages no bigger than a piece of paper all their lives.  They had never seen the sun, or the grass, or night or ever scratched in the earth for worms.  I am so glad I'm not a caged Chicken. I wouldn't want to live if I couldn't dig for worms.   Here is a picture of the first Chicken to come out of the coop on their first morning at Mary's. 

She is called Boudicca because she was so brave to come out and face the big world.   They didn't have many feathers and Mary was worried they might die from the cold but they are tough little warriors.  The others are called Parsnip, Radish, Sweetcorn, Pumpkin and Broccoli.

The Chickens have been in lockup too since December 14th because of something called Avian flu brought in by immigrant Birds flying in from other counties for the summer. The new Chickens don't realise they are in lockdown because they have so much space in comparison to what they had before.  The old girls are very unhappy because they can't wander around the garden now. Barbara the Chicken who used to go to bed up a pear tree can't do that any more because trees are out of bounds now, but she makes a bid to escape every day and sometimes succeeds. She is a very spirited Chicken. As some of you will know, Badgers eat Chickens but I have restrained myself and just eaten the odd egg. Mary thinks it's the rats. 

Spring is coming and the bulbs are pushing through the ground and me and Mary are full of hope for a new beginning.  Today I heard the Woodpecker banging on a dead tree trying to attract a mate. Giving yourself a headache and making a loud noise to get a girl seems an odd thing to do.  And they keep me awake when I am sleeping during the day. Here is a woodpecker.  

I have to go back to feed the Cubs now.  I hope to see my friends at Defra very soon and begin to write my blogs again, if Boris, Bradley and Barbara will let me.

Night Night,

Betty  🐾🐾🐾🐾