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This friend of mine rescues horses for the SPCA and the animal cops. He brought this horse in to the stables one day. She was in bad shape, and they thought she was going to die. They'd had a terrible time getting her off of the ground. They were trying to get her in the trailer, but she kept lying down again.
She couldn't raise her head up to eat her food in the bucket. I thought she was a Shetland pony, because she looked small, and she had a long mane. She was skin and bones. Anyway, everyday I got her bucket down and held it for her to eat. Then, I bought some Vitamin B complex from the Tractor Supply, thinking it would help her and I mixed it in her food. The next day her head was up and she was eating out of her bucket! She turned out to be a real horse, and she's big, not a pony at all. I named her Loretta, for Loretta Lynn, who has had a rough life, too.
I tried to get someone to take her home with them. I was going to buy her from the guy who rescued her, just so I could pick out a good home for her. But no one had the facilities to take good care of her. So...I bought her myself. Keep in mind, I know almost nothing about horses.
But, Loretta is my girl. She is getting sloping curves where the bones used to be, and she is very bright-eyed now. When she's in her stall, she puts her big head down, and rests it against me and closes her eyes, while I run my fingers over her mane and face. And, when I take her out to the field and let her go to eat the grass, she always wants to stand right beside me, touching me. (She's a gigantic horse and this scares the crap out of me.) When she's in the pasture and I drive up in my truck she runs to me and starts making whinny sounds. I never knew horses had such personalities.
I went from a sugar glider named Biscuit, that I could stick in my shirt, to a gigantic horse named Loretta.
The man who rescues the horses lets me keep Loretta there for free, in his stables. I make sure to make it worth his while by buying the other rescued horses things they need, like food, combs, brushes, fly spray, halters, lead ropes, shampoo, mane conditioners, weight gainer, vitamins, worm medicine, etc. I get to name them all, and it's amazing how quickly they learn their names. Since I've been here, I've helped to get a baby off of the ground where she was dying and watch her grow back to health (and grow, period!), and I've seen these beautiful animals go from dying to spirited and happy. It's amazing, and I can understand why the man who rescues these animals does this work in his spare time.
Next year, when I come back here, I am going to buy some land and build some stables on it. And enough pasture land for at least three horses. I've never considered myself a horse person; never even been around horses until now. But it seems that people are abandoning their horses because they can't afford to take care of them. And I want to be a part of the solution to that problem.
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