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Brandy

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This is Brandy, the first Boxer I rescued in 1999 and fostered until Jan found her a home in Massachusetts. Brandy's owners had an obnoxious two year old who bit Brandy's ears. I witnessed a temper tantrum that this child threw in defiance to her mother's request to leave the dog alone. The
child got so mad with her mother that she stood in the middle of the living room and pooped her pants. I grabbed Brandy and told her she was going to a better place. Brandy did not look back, which signified to me that she was happy to leave.

Gwendolyn

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Gwendolyn was a Morgan mare who came to live with me when she was 18 years old. She was shown and bred. Her back legs weren't in the best of shape and neither were her feet. She was with me for about a year when sadly I had to release her spirit.
Releasing, or putting down, a horse isn't like euthanizing a cat or a dog. It is very distressing for me.... An excavator is needed to dug a huge hole with a ramp so the horse can be backed into the hole. The vet comes with his needles and bottles of blue stuff that stops the horse's heart and five hundred or more pounds drop to the ground. It's very un-nerving to see such a magnificent animal so lifeless.  The very first horse I had to "put down" had bad feet. I had her for two years when she founded again. I took her to a specialist in Concord who wanted to cut her feet down to nothing and start over again. This would have meant months of pain for Bewitched. I looked at B and saw tears streaming down her face and knew she wanted to be released. I brought her home and two days later released her. What was amazing is that B couldn't walk, but after I told her what was going to happen,she literally ran down the driveway to where the excavator and vet were waiting. Sadly, I walked back to the barn and when I got there I was enveloped by her spirit.....a warm blanket engulfed me, which was her way of thanking me for releasing her.

Nynke

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Here's Nynke,  a twenty year old  Friesian mare I rescued from PA because she could no longer carry a foal to term. I don't re-home animals, especially the older ones, because I feel that they have been through enough turmoil in their lives.  I want them to live out the rest of their lives in peace, harmony and security in knowing this is their last stop before leaving earth.

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Moving along the driveway......

Winslow

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This is my buddy Winslow who is Willow's brother. He's curled up in the cat's bed. Unbeknownst to me, even after holtering him, he had heart troubles and died in front of me one morning.