I didn't quite know what to do about the horse. It was obvious he was in some sort of distress, but how to help, where did he come from? All of these questions ran through my mind as I stood there, eyes tearing up , looking at the beautiful animal that stood in front of me.
"Oh what stories must you have to tell."
I had to think. "Let's see, I know there is a farm about a mile away from here. Could that be where you are from?" I wish.......hmmmmmm.
I walked around the mare and looked at the ribs rising up from his sides. "My word, this poor animal hasn't eaten anything in days......He couldn't have" "How on earth did you get here?" It was like he appeared out of nowhere.
I didn't have a harness or lead to put around the animal's neck. I decided that I would walk back home and call the local veterinarian for advice on what to do. The vet had not had anyone call that they had lost a horse from any of the local farms, so she and I came up with a skeleton plan for caring for this animal. It was obvious he needed someone who understood horse behavior, and also someone who was willing to take on a nurturing role to get the animal back on it's feet.
"How does this work. Do I put an ad in the paper? Do we make some calls?" The real question in the back of my mind was "do I get to keep him?"
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