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Snowflake's StoryArrival at My Foster Home
Within 30 minutes, the trailer stopped. There were some people outside peering into my trailer. They were saying how terrible I looked and some of them cried. I know I am dirty and my tail and mane are full of burrs, but the pasture I just left was full of brambles and briars. They are saying I look like a sack of bones....a skeleton. I am still sweating and nervous and I don't know what will happen next. One lady puts a lead rope on me. They let me get out. I am glad to get out. These people seem nice, so I am not afraid. But I am full of nervous energy and I keep going in circles. I want to see everything and smell everything. There are dogs and geese and 5 or 6 people. I smell other horses, but I can't see them. Everyone is talking about me and taking pictures. They are calling me "Snowflake". Right now I am so dirty I don't feel like a snowflake. Maybe when I get cleaned up and shed out my winter coat, I might look like and feel like my namesake. Wow, they put me in a stall with straw on the floor. I have some nice hay in my manger and a bucket full of fresh water. Two ladies come in the stall and start brushing me. It feels so good. They find burrs and stickers matted in my belly and coat. They remove them and keep brushing. I am starting to feel relax, I can't imagine what else can happen to me today. All of a sudden I hear that truck engine and the trailer rattles and squeaks. It sounds just like when it came to pick me up a few hours ago. I am scared. I don't want them to take me back. I like this attention and now I have hay and grain. Whew, it was just the trailer leaving. Soon everyone leaves. It is almost dark and I am tired. I want to get some sleep. I sleep a little and then I munch a little hay and sleep some more. There is so much food and my stomach can only handle a little right now. I spend the night like this......what will the morning bring? Comments catlady said: Snowflake, I was one of the ladies who witnessed your arrival at your foster home, and I was overjoyed. Ten days before, I saw you alone in a dry, briar patch of a field and knew I would be haunted continually until you were safe. I want to thank the community for their concern and support and thank SMAWL for insisting on your rescue. Most of all, I thank your foster Mom and Dad for opening their home to you. I can't wait to see you grazing under the hot summer sun with your ribs filled out and you hip bones hidden under muscle and fat. |
It has been a scary afternoon for me. You see, I am an extremely malnourish and neglected horse. Today I was rescued by St. Mary's Animal Welfare League. I haven't had much contact with people or other animals in a long time, so I was frightened and nervous when some strangers arrived and asked me to get into a horse trailer. I was so hungry that I went into the trailer because there was grain in there. The trailer started to move. I started sweating and trying to keep my balance. It was noisy. I didn't know what would happen next.