Saturday, March 15, 2008

News from "Good Boy" aka Lee aka Agape

Lee, also known as 'good boy' reporting from the land of 4 seasons in one day, otherwise known as Omaha, Nebraska:My new human is very good about remembering to give me carrots. She's told me that she thinks my name ought to be 'Lee' but she often calls me 'good boy'. I like that, because I always worry that I am doing something wrong and someone will be mad at me. Because it was very cold when I first got here, and the humans all say I still need to gain a little more weight because they can see some ribs, I had a stall for the first few days. That was OK, nice and cozy, lots of shavings, but I missed socializing. A few days ago I got to go outdoors to live with my new buddies. They are all very nice, made room for me at the hay feeder, and once I've got my face in the hay, the rest of the world can just fade away. I have to wear a blanket, because it still goes below freezing at night. I am not sure I like that but I got to roll in the indoor arena after a ride Thursday evening. That felt really good! Then I got brushed off again and the blanket went back on. I tried to say I did not think I needed it, but all the horses around here tell me, if the humans think we horses need blankets, we wear them for our own good, and we just have to let them do it.I've had a very easy time so far, only was ridden twice, 'Mom' says she wants to get me back into condition gradually, and not overtire me. I do huff and puff a little after trotting, but so does she, so I guess that we are a well matched pair. (She laughs about that, not sure I get the joke, but if she's happy, I'm happy.) Our hair is almost the same shade of chestnut, except for the gray parts she has. dictated to devoted human Jeanie, by Lee the Good Boy - pictures coming soonp.s. There is another SBR rescuee here, they call him Gentle Ben. I don't know what his name was before, but he is very popular.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Why don't I have my forever home?

This is the first time I have blogger so I may not be a champion at this but as I always do, I will give it my best shot. My name is Ninja Girl and I am really fairly young and I have been told I am kind and beautiful. I am not sure what happened or why I ended up going to the sale but there I was and I could tell that I had a chance of not getting a good home. When I was lead through the sale I tried to do everything they ask me to do but I was just ask to walk up and down a few times and then I was taken out back. I wondered if I did it right, I wondered who bought me and WHERE would I end up. Two ladies came up to me and seemed very kind and gentle with me. I could hear them say how pretty I was and after a short time they loaded me in a large trailer with other horses and off we went to our new lives.

When we got to our new home I could see, smell and hear other horses but when I was taken out of the trailer I was so surprised there were so many horses and they all seemed happy, but when I visited with them I found out no horse had a special person to call there own. I was told the men that took care of them were always kind and that you always got your meals on time. I was also told that there was not a lot of work here. What kind of place was this? At my last home we had to work long and hard days to earn our keep. I wondered if the horses had told me the true story here or if they had been wrong.

It was not to long before I found out what they were telling me about, I was brought into the big barn and I could see there were many, many beautiful horses in there. Every horse had a shiny coat of hair and their manes were very neatly trimmed. I hoped I would be like that some day. I was however cleaned up and I am telling you I felt like royalty. A saddle and bridle were put on me and I was lead out into a large arena. You know I remember something like this, I began to relax, maybe I would be able to do this work. It was not very long and a very tall thin girl stepped up into my saddle, I was excited and ready to go. Guess what? I remembered things and I knew what she was asking me to do, well most of it anyway. My ride was not long but I was sure I did well enough to get a forever home.

It has been several months since I came here, and I while I have made friends with a couple of the ladies that come out to ride me, I still do not have my one special home. Everyday I see horses taken into the big barn and in a short time I watch them get on a trailer and go to the new homes. I wonder what I am not doing right, if only I could go in a watch what they do maybe I could learn how to get someone to like me. I run to the gate every time I see someone walking near and I always put my ears up and look happy. I am never mean to the other horses that go outside with me everyday, I am easy to shoe and I always stand tied and never cause any problems.

About one month ago a new lady came out and started teaching me new things, I hear her tell the people that she really likes me and I am hoping what I learn from her will help me. I have even been learning about different people riding me, it is very different and I work hard to figure out what they want. I have done everything I am asked to do so why does't anyone want me? I guess I will continue to run to the gate and greet everyone I see and one day maybe someone will actually came to the gate to take me to my new home.