A few years ago, back in August 2015, I’d been volunteering at my local animal shelter for nearly a year–having started in the beginning of November 2014–and was getting on … Continue reading Briar Rose and a Birthday Surprise
A half-hour from my house, are the Livestock Show Grounds, where every year the wild horses and burros (donkeys) from Nevada–I think that’s where they’re from–come to be sold. (They’re sold at other places on their way down here). It was in February, I think, that they came down, and at 8AM, my mom, neice, and I went to see the horses and burros since it started at about 8:30AM. The weather was wonderfully chilly, and with jeans, my cowboy boots, a long-sleeved shirt, and hoodie on it felt great out. At the show grounds, we parked and went straight to where the auction was taking place. There were a couple dozen wild horses, which were all beautifully shaggy, and two adorable (also shaggy) burros. The colors of the horses ranged from light brown to dark brown to black, with different markings, mostly markings on the face, such as a blaze, or legs of black or dark brown. Very few of them were one solid color. My favorite one there–the one I would have bought–was a light brown filly with a white patch in the center of her forehead, the size of my little finger’s nail. (She’s pictured in a close-up and distance one of her with her nose to the ground nibbling at the hay there and a close up of her face). I also got to feed her and the black filly with the dark brown-tinted forelock. The light brown filly also let me pet her a little. She was the most friendly one of them all. As you can see from the pictures, I went around and took a lot of pictures of the horses. I “oohed and awwed” at all the horses. My mom and I noted which ones we liked the most, the two of us commenting on the horse’s confirmations, markings, and colorings, while my niece tried to feed them. We watched as the guys there separated the horse(s) out from the others that were already bought and sent them down a chute to their new owner’s trailer. My little filly got separated out too, and was sent down the chute to a guy’s trailer. And in she went. Awhile later, we left for home.
In early 2016, I went to school for Medical Coding & Billing and met my best friend, Angie, there. We got to know each other really well and soon we … Continue reading Inner Strength, The Arrow, and The Wolf
Near the end of 2015, my best friend/”sister” had asked me to get a tattoo with her. I said I would but I had to think on what to get–I … Continue reading Bands of Horseshoes & Dog Paws
The summer of 2014, my parents and our foreign exchange student, Nami, went on a trip to Japan so that she could introduce them to her parents and so that … Continue reading Buddy the Sparrow
In 2015, the first dog that I met at my local animal shelter was Cordelia. Or “Cordy” as I called her. She was a beautiful Lab-mix of chocolate brown with … Continue reading Cordy
This was taken back in 2015 at the local animal shelter. The puppy’s name is Arrow and she’s a German Shepherd mix and about 3 or so months old. I came into the shelter that morning and made a beeline for the dogs’ kennels to see who was new. You have to go past the puppy’s section and upon looking into their section I saw Arrow in her kennel–a black and brown ball of fluff, her beautiful expressive eyes looking out waiting for her forever family. She caught my heart immediately and I went into the puppy section and straight to her kennel. I opened the door and she immediately came to me, joyful for some attention. I picked her up and cuddled her and she cuddled back. Over the next week I repeatedly saw her and played with her in a small pen indoors. One of the kennel technicians took these pictures of us. A little over a week after I’d met Arrow I once again went straight to her kennel and found it empty. I went and asked where she was and found out to my sadness that she had been tested with another puppy to see how she was with them. It was found out that she was aggressive towards other dogs, though an absolute sweetheart towards people as you see here. I never saw her again. I don’t know if she was euthanized because of her dog-aggressiveness or if she found a forever home with a family who would only have her as their dog. The shelter just told me she had been tested and turned out aggressive and nothing else. I hope that my sweetheart found her forever home. I wish I could have taken her, but at the time it wasn’t possible.