Deja Vu

I got a call yesterday from my Animal Shelter friend, so I suspected that I would have new horsey residents today.  I was hoping things would get worked out so that maybe this would not be necessary, especially since Steve just had shoulder surgery on Tuesday.  But as things are meant to be, the judge provided a court order and two more horses made their way to Poplar Springs Farm.  They were delivered this time as my driver can't drive for a couple of weeks or so.  


As bad as Speck, especially Speck, and Charley were, I was not quite prepared for what I was to see today.  Two small horses, one a gelding and the other intact, were in pretty bad shape.  I have not named them yet.  Pete and Repeat came to my mind, but that just doesn't show enough respect.  Remember, these animals are my teachers as well as my responsibility to get them back in shape.


The first one is the little gelding that is about 4 years old.  He is somewhere around 12 to 13 hands, which would probably be a cow pony.  I have no idea what kind of horse he might be.  Probably just horse!

This is the second one.  He is not in as bad shape, but his stomach is puffed out, probably from parasites. The vets gave them yukky worming medicine before they were brought over.  He is another sorrel with a blaze.  Now we have Spirit, Charley and this one that are very similar  He is small as well.  He will be a gelding soon as I do not need any macho horses around.

I cannot leave this blog on a somber note.  Exactly three months ago, two very malnourished horses found there way to the farm.  I had to take the opportunity to show you what they look like today.  Aren't they beautiful!!!!  Speck is a sweetheart, except when it comes to food, and he is pretty aggressive.  Maybe I should just say pushy as he is always very, very sweet.  I have also seen him run, and I have seen him kick out with both back feet, at the same time, toward boss hoss Dillon.  He is still a little sway back, but he is just gorgeous!

And, my other little sweetheart, Charley.  Charley is always the first horse in the barn to greet me.  He is still a little skittish, but he has come so far.  I can touch him anywhere, catch him, lead him and pick up his feet.  The farrier had no problem when he trimmed their feet last week.

Tomorrow, hopefully, will be grooming day for these boys. and the other four.  I want to push Charley a little farther, but I am not ready to attempt to ride him.  That probably won't be until spring when maybe I can get a good round pen set up.  No way would I attempt this out in the pasture.


I will be making calls soon to some horse rescues to find out if I can work something out with them so that I can begin thinking about getting some of my friends on an adoption list.  I suspect that I will have more horses find there way here, and I just cannot keep them all.  These groups are already set up with procedures in place to identify prospective owners and I just don't want to get into that business.  


Until that time, I can get them back on the road to health and give and get a lot of love along the way!