Taboo1968
Well-Known Member
Please look deeply into my eyes.... they tell a story..... the story of my life....
Like any foal, I used to bound around in lush green pasture with other foal friends to play with, and I was protected and loved by my mother as well as the humans who used to stop and say how beautiful I was....
I grew and grew and grew, and once I had finished growing I began my training.... I was so proud, I could carry a rider and give something back to the humans who had looked after me in my younger years....
I had lovely homes, with loads of food and water.... and a human to brush me and give me cuddles..... I had everything a horse could wish for....
That was until the day I ended up on a farm with lots of others.... there was no human there to brush me or cuddle me, there was no food or water and like the others in my company I began to get thinner and thinner, some of my friends died and they laid where they fell.....Just look into my eyes to see that the spark has gone as I knew what I was destined to face.
BUT all that changed and I was taken with many friends on a lorry and once again, I have someone to love me, brush me and cuddle me.... I now have food and clean water... and the spark is returning as I once again realise I am loved..... and this has been made possible by people like you who are fighting my corner for me.... You see I dont have a voice, the only thing that tells the full story is my eyes....
Please continue to give so that other equines dont have to tell the same story through their eyes.....