September 30, 2012
Last week a new mare came to Equamore. The boss rightfully named her Lady. Normally, I don’t care much for mares, but this one was different. A bag of bones – unbelievably starved. But her face was beautiful and her attitude sweet and gentle. She reminded me a bit of Hoover in her kind nature.
Yesterday she died. I guess she was so too frail to recover by the time she got here. The humans here sure tried. I didn’t get much time with her – she was on the other end of the barn. But her run edged the pasture where I graze and I could see her, share a breath and talk a bit.
The humans tried to hide her death from us – they kept us out of the barn all day until she was taken away. But we knew. Usually when there is an open barn event like yesterday, the humans like us inside where the visiting humans can look at us up close and be annoying. See the success stories! Well, there are sad endings, too, but no one really wants to see those. Yesterday, they emptied the barn except for poor Lady, and the humans just showed the visitors horses in the fields. I think they should have shown her to all the humans and let them see what humans do to us. Maybe if more people saw beautiful horses like Lady and Hoover, with no happy endings, they would make it stop. Or maybe they would just turn away because it is so awful. I know I am being unreasonable – no one wants to look at a dead horse. Hoover would tell me to calm down now. But I am sad and angry … again.
I am Thor and I am an Equamore horse.
