P. O. Box 6 | Ochlocknee, GA 31773 |
In May 2013, Poco was 35 years old. He lived the last 25 years here at Dancing Cloud Farm. Poco participated in parades, was our dependable ride on trails, and taught many children and adults how to ride a horse. He also enjoyed swimming in the ponds with us.
Poco was healthy for an Old Geezer and stood every morning at the gate, wondering why the food service was so slow. Thank you, Poco, for all the joy you have given us over the years.
“Rebel” - Rebel came to DCFHR after he was abandoned and somehow survived through a winter with no care, no feed, no hay. When DCFHR took him in, his feet and fur were in terrible condition, he was wormy, covered in rain rot -- a sad, skeletal animal. He is one of those horses that told us right away, “Thank you for giving me a safe place and care and food.” We discovered that he was immediately responsive, cooperative, and had obviously been a well-trained horse in his day. One day a horse professional visited DCFHR, stared at Rebel’s build and his gait, and asked, “Have you looked on his lip for a tattoo?” Well, no. (Guess what is one of the first things we do now when we take in a horse?) We discovered that Rebel was a registered standardbred trotter…from Canada! His faded tattoo was difficult to decipher, and even with detailed research we couldn’t piece together his life story. How he got to Southwest Georgia from Canada, only he could have told us. Many thanks to Janice in Grady County, Georgia, who fostered Rebel and provided him a safe, healthy forever home until his passing.
Tex arrived at DCFHR in October 2009. For the last few years of his life, Tex was greatly loved and taken care of. Tex was in constant pain in both front feet from foundering several years ago. He had the personality of a champion, was willing to do whatever was asked of him, and was the "perfect horse." We will all miss him but know that he is out of the crippling pain that was with him every second of his day.
This beautiful German shepherd, Galon, was the beloved companion of DCFHR supporters Holly and Marvin. He was only a year old when he escaped his fenced yard and ventured out into the road where he was struck by a car. We all know the agony of losing a beloved pet, so our hearts go out to Holly and Marvin. We know the depths of their sorrow and wish them love, healing, and peace in their loss of Galon.
After searching for weeks for a walking horse, a friend of ours contacted an Alabama horse trader who arrived with six horses for us to look at crammed in a stock trailer. The first three horses he unloaded were “already sold,” he explained, but he wanted us to look at horses #4 and #6. But when he unloaded horse #5, we were shocked to the innermost. A frightened, emaciated skeleton of a walking horse stepped off the trailer, its beauty, dignity, and majestic step intact. While the other horses stood tied to the trailer, heads down, eyes lifeless, and the horse trader spoke about the qualities of horses #4 and #6, our eyes were locked on that poor horse #5 and he stared at us. Something in his eyes locked into something deep within us, pleading with us for help. We don’t even remember what the horse trader said about the other horses; we just stared in disbelief that anyone could abuse and neglect a horse like they had horse #5. It wasn’t the horse trader’s fault -- he had just picked up the horse that morning and was taking it to auction to sell for dog food. To the total surprise and dismay of the horse trader, we bought that skeleton of a walking horse and never regretted that decision. We named the horse “Sir Lancelot,” giving him a knight’s name befitting his courage and spirit. “Lance” came to us with thick, heavy walking shoes and scars on his legs where chains had rubbed him raw; every rib showed; his chest was maybe 10 inches wide; every vertebrae showed. It took months of feeding and care to get even a little weight on him, and it took two years to restore him to the sleek black majestic animal he should have been all along. Sir Lancelot served us faithfully, patiently teaching adults and children how to ride. Our hearts broke the day seven years later he had to be put down because of colic. Because of his courage, his faithfulness, and the many hours of service he gave to us, Sir Lancelot stands as the standard of what a horse rescue is all about. Rest in peace, our good and faithful friend, and thank you for showing us the way.
(This story was submitted by Peggy at Hearts4Horses)
We rescued Tulip about 3 years ago. She was blind in one eye and had suffered an injury to her right ear. We didn't know any history on her and didn't even know her actual age. Our granddaughter wanted her so we took her home. Tulip was a faithful companion and we all grew to love her very much. After about 3 years, Tulip began to lose her teeth and had a hard time chewing her food. She was losing weight and soon after, also developed painful arthritis in her left hind leg and hip.
Then, that dreadful day came when we had to make the decision to end her suffering. The vet told us Tulip was over 30 years old. We knew that we had given her some wonderful, loving last years. It is always a hard thing to do to let an animal go. But, together we prayed THE HORSE'S PRAYER and let her go. Tulip is now at the Rainbow Bridge waiting until we meet again.
So many people have felt the way we feel about Tulip. And yet, for all the thousands of horse owners who so dearly love their horses, there are many horses that go unwanted and suffer neglect and painful hunger. Together, as a community, we can all help. We can become a huge network. A network of valuable resources for all horse people--for all horses. That is why Hearts 4 Horses was started.
Please feel free to look around or stop by Hearts 4 Horses...Horse Chat 24/7 and introduce yourself. This site is to become "everyone's site", the entire "horse community" can share, learn and be a part of each other's happiness, and can offer tender support in times of sadness.
Diane made a donation to the care of another aged horse here at DCFHR in remembrance of her beloved Sugar, who crossed Rainbow Bridge in 2008 at the age of 37. May she be eternally happy in green pastures.
Warrior came to DCFHR in October 2008 as a five-year-old thoroughbred gelding, never raced, halter-broke, very sweet temperament, easy to catch and handle.
He had received training and was ready to join his forever family when he was tragically struck by lightning on May 26, 2009.
We have the comfort of knowing that his last seven months on this earth were peaceful and happy.