Tonight we have a good ending to a not-so-nice story. Tonight Bay Mare got to come in to eat, be groomed, and evaluated for immediate needs. She walked through the dark, left the pasture where she has lived for months, and stepped with complete calmness and trust into the warmth of the Redwood Barn. Diving into a pile of grass hay, she sighed and literally melted into our touch. This is a sweet, sweet mare. Here is the rest of the story.
On Wednesday our barn manager left me a message to call him. I did not get the message until Thursday night and Friday was so crazed that it was evening before we talked. Meanwhile I had been feeding Bay Mare in the pasture after everyone was gone. When the b. manager and I talked he said he had already sold the 2 horses - to my friend Jennifer who is in Prineville, Oregon going to saddle making school!!!! Jennifer did not even know that Bay Mare was starving - she just knew that their owner was in arrears and that the b. manager was going to take the two horses "over the hill" to auction which these days doesn't offer much hope for a horse. She bought them for the price of horse meat. We talked tonight and I have her complete agreement to start the rehab process. This is turning into a community project.
Tomorrow I will take in a fecal sample and schedule a vet appointment. I am so relieved. This is the first time all week I will go to sleep without worry. All of your comments and encouragement meant so much to me when I felt I was in a nasty double bind needing to stay in a positive relationship with the barn manager while not taking any visible action to help horses I didn't have "official" access to. Thus the "midnight" feed runs. From the late night feedings, she already seems to have more energy.
Bay Mare trusted me and my friend Sherri without hesitation tonight. I could rage for a considerable amount of time about the people who did this. Instead, I will marvel at horses' capacity and willingness to trust after they have been grievously neglected.