Save my life…
They call me Magic. I think it has something to do with the way they found me and the way I am today. When I first started out in the world, people really cared about me. My mom and dad had both earned over 100K at the track and I was well on my way. In fact, I earned over 30K, until one day I ran so hard that I fractured a bone. There went my ankle, and with it, my nice warm box stall, my soft bedding, and my special food. Then, I was shipped halfway across the country. I found myself living in a very small pen behind a trailer, with a herd of goats. I was now existing in a life that was so far from anything I was used to. Why was I brought here? What could I have possibly done wrong? I just didn’t understand!
It was then that The Equine Project (T.E.P.) got a call about me from some friends. These friends let T.E.P. know that I was living in a mud hole filled with big boulders, glass, dead wood, spools of barbed wire, and hog fence lying around. I shared a tub of rusty water and a rotten pile of hay with my only friends, the goats. By the time T.E.P. came to see me, I was pretty sure they weren’t going to take me home, but truthfully I was too weak to really care. I knew the Humane Society had been called and were on their way to put me down. It would simply cost too much to keep me alive, but the lesson here is to never give up hope.
T.E.P. gave me a new home where I spent two years recovering. I have come a long way from that mud hole, and if I may say so myself, I am pretty darn good looking! I am 16.1, dark bay Thoroughbred, and I love being able to run again! Although my left front ankle is ossified from that old injury, I can still give light rides (which I really enjoy!) around the arena and pastures.
When I was finally ready for adoption, a nice older couple came all the way from Blaine, Washington - just to look at me! We spent hours together. They said I was perfect for them! All they wanted was a horse in their family. I would be the reason for them to get out of bed every morning and they could lose a few pounds taking care of me. They seemed so happy with me and I was excited!
The Equine Project delivered me to a nice place near the Canadian border. I had a large stall in a small, family run boarding stable. The people who owned the stable were very kind to me and I was grateful. Only a couple weeks after I got there, the stable owners suggested to my new mom and dad that I receive full care. This was because my meals weren’t timely, I stayed inside a lot, and it seemed to be too much work for my new mom to keep up with my stall. After recieving full care, everything was good again. Let me remind you, never give up hope.
Then one day, I heard my new mom and dad saying they were going to look for a stable closer to where they lived. They said they would probably move me in a month or two, but just a few days later, I found myself in a trailer, headed to a new place.
My new stable specializes in training gaming and dressage horses. I think my new parents liked what their horses could do because I overheard them asking the trainer if I could do those things too. They reminded my dad and mom that I was injured and they should stick with the agreement made with T.E.P. (light rides around the arena and pasture). I don’t think they were very happy hearing that because that's when things took a turn for the worse!
I wish I was back at T.E.P. They have a program where impaired kids can learn to ride on impaired horses. That was going to be the plan for me – but my new mom and dad promised T.E.P. to give me a really good home. I sure wish I could go back, because my parents called T.E.P. a couple of days ago and told them to pick me up by the first of March. The next day my dad shortened the time. Dad said if I wasn’t moved by the 20th of February that they were going to put me down because they needed my stall!
I sure hope that if dad and mom get another horse to fill my stall that things go better for that horse than they did for me. I don’t know what I did wrong… I never bit… never kicked… I always gave love and kisses.
The stable I left found out about my situation. They were shocked and told T.E.P. they would help in any way they could. They said I could stay with them until T.E.P. could raise enough money to pay my expenses and take me to a place where I could live without the fear of being destroyed. I know it is my new parent’s responsibility to return me to T.E.P., if they decided they didn’t want me, but I never thought they would want to kill me! I know time is short but the lesson I have learned is, to never give up hope.
The Equine Project has spent over $10,000 dollars and 2 years of love and devotion to give Magic a chance at life. We waived the adoption fee because a promise was made to give Magic a loving and forever home. Now, they want to have Magic destroyed. T.E.P. has rescued dozens of other horses just like Magic and live miracle to miracle to provide them with quality care. If you can help us bring Magic home (Or maybe give her a good home), it will save her life! Remember Magic still has not given up HOPE…
If you wish to help Magic or any T.E.P. horse, please donate to The Equine Project account at any US Bank or contact Sarah @ (253)632-0770 or Suzanne @ (253)670-1214
Thank you for saving Magic’s life!