New Year's Horses
The New Year is about believing and planning for the Future. My New Year 's resolution has 4 legs (actually 8, because Momma 'Mariah' is included in the package).
For quite a while now I
have been living with the unwelcome recognition that Chloe, the
Beautiful, 'Love of my Life' is getting old. She is about 25
now
and like me she has joint and vision issues, not to talk about the hot
flashes:(!! For her those come out as bouts of Anhydrosis.
So,
for the last few months, I have thought about starting to look for my
'last horse for this life'. I am saying that because my horses on
average live for 30 years, by then I am 82 , I will replan from there.
As
God or Fate (whatever you want to call it) operates, unforeseen
circumstances brought those two into my life just when I did not expect
it. I received a phone call that my wayward Beagle, Daisy,
had
been picked up at Wakulla Station by a good Samaritan. I
guess
the Beagle, senile and deaf as a doorknob, had doodled up to the road,
and somebody in need of a hunting dog thought they found one, but
unloaded her miles away from her home due to lack of talent. (Nice
going whoever you are!)
The Lady who had called me, Ms.
Bonnie of 'Cauzican Animal Rescue', brought me to her place to get the
'wayward Daisy'. The number of animals this woman takes care
of
stunned me. She deserves a Halo! It had started to
rain
again when I spotted the mare peeking out of her spacious dry shelter
at me, and around her feet woozled this brown little something, forever
eager to catch a drop or two of milk from her scrawny mother's
body. The mare had been brought to Bonnie 2 weeks earlier and
had
her foal a few days after her arrival.
Well, I visited daily for a week with those two and yesterday, December
31st, brought them to Cypress Run Farm to live.
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The pair quickly captured all of our hearts, humans and horses alike, particularly some of the mares who, at some point in their lifes had Foals of their own. The mares spent the day trying to touch the Baby, the hay spread out for them remained untouched save for the 3 Geldings and 32 year old Ony who never had a Baby. Two of the mares, Wild fire and Shekeinah, pined loudly for the little one, frantically circling the pen, which makes me think that they probably lost foals before due time.
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Mariah, the Momma is months away from not looking like a bone collection as she currently is. All the nutrition she can gobble up will go to her little daughter 'Novah Mirabelle' (Latin for 'the New, the Wondrous, the Beautiful') but their future looks bright having a 'forever home' with us. Their presence brings new spirit and joy to our place and into our hearts!
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