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JELLY BEAN ......
Jelly came to us on May 1st 2005, she had had a very tough life. Some where along the road
she lost an eye and recieved some kind of head trama.
She came to us with feet that had literally rotten away, we were amazed that she could still
stand. She was a timid little girl, a miniature mare of 32 inches tall. She was matted and unkept looking and a chocolate
color. After a major clean up we uncovered a beautiful silver horse.
Jelly began having seizures not too long after reaching our gates, and sadly she lost sight
in her only eye before a stroke took her from us, (July 24th, 2005) She lived with us for 84 days, and we grew to
love her very much. You now have sight Jelly and new hoofs to run on. Thank you for bringing such joy to us all.
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TREACLE TOFFEE Departed this life 6/2/06
He came to us September 11th, a day for hero's, he had fought his own battles and some where along his road he had foundered.
His feet were only small but held so much pain, he walked around like he was stepping on eggshells. For almost 9 months we
doctored him, loved him and cared for all his needs. But some times by the time "these special horses" reach our gates there's
not too much left we can do.
We made his days as painfree as posible. He put up with all the fussing we gave him. We will always remember him for his unusual
little whinney, the way he used to lift his face to ours for a kiss. And for the quiet times we spent together, just human
and horse sharing a special moment. He made many friends here at the rescue including other equine, goats and dogs.
As time spent with us grew,so did his painfull feet, advice from the vet and hard work from 2 farriers could only help but
not heal. When we saw the pain was too much, we had to step back and ask, is this fair, is this right? We asked him to let
us know if he was ready to cross over to the "Rainbow Bridge", he let us know and we made the commitment. His last day was
spent doing things he had not been allowed to do in many a time. He ate pasture all day, ate grain and filled up on many many
treats. We wanted him to be a horse again, even if for only one day.
When the time came for him to leave us, he did so quickly and with honor. He was ready, and we are thankful that we were allowed
to be part of his life if just for a short time. He is running on feet that know no pain anymore, he is eating green green
pastures with no side effect. He is enjoying being pain free for the first time in a long time.A little bit of our hearts
left with you.
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| Velvet 11/4/06 |
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VELVET ..... March 17th 1988 - November 4th 2006
She was seized by law enforcement on Oct 22nd 2003, starved and in need of emergency medical care. She came in our rescue
that day and stole our hearts. Anybody who has the fortune of meeting Velvet knew why she was given that name. Not only was
she the softest silkiest horse, she was so loveable and sweet by nature too.
She gained weight, lost weight gained it back again lost it again and played this game for 3 years, other medical problems
surfaced due to her starvation and neglect. She has a heart murmur, kidney problems, got choke if she ate any grain not made
into a soup mixture. She has back leg injuries, her left eye was injured and cause her to loose sight in that eye. She had
foundered some where along her lifes struggle. We traced Velvets history back thru a lip tatoo she had on her upper lip. She
was once a race horse named Chantillies Running Rum, in Kentucky, she ran as a 3 year old, but like so many race horses she
was thrown aside for not being either fast enough or not making enough winnings.
Velvets health went up and down all the time, she was afflicked by one thing or another for most of the remainder of her
last 3 years. She lived here at the rescue for 2 and a half years till a very special couple fell in love with her and wanted
to adopt her. It didn't matter to these people that she had very special diet and health needs, didn't matter that she would
never carry a rider again. This very special family wanted to adopt her just to love and pamper her for her time with them.
She became one of the family. Her time with them was short, but so very sweet. Velvet continued to have health problems, and
started to founder, each time worse than the last, life got so hard for her, she spent many of her final days lying down in
her soft and comfortable stall. Her new family knew the right and kindest thing to do was to let her make that journey accross
"The Rainbow Bridge" where she would once more be able to run on legs and feet that didn't hurt and see with full
vision. The day arrived and I was blessed to be able to spend some very special private minutes before the vet arrived to
have a final talk with Velvet.Of course tears flowed, this was a farewell of friends. She crossed over the Rainbow Bridge
at 1-15pm to pastures of lush green grass just waiting for her to start eating. With other equine friends to share her time
with and people who have been given the job of looking after all the equine who find themselves on that side of the bridge.
Velvet was a horse we will never forget, we were so very honored to have been her guardians for a while. She gave back
as much as she received ten fold. We know your running free now Velvet, no more pain, no more suffering. Please don't forget
us, we will never forget you.
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LLANGEFNI (Klan Gev Nee) 1983 - Jan 17th 2007
Llangefni was around 23 years old, a 12.2 hands tall burnt copper color Welsh Mountain
mare with a Welsh name to match. She was a starved horse when we found her, left in a pasture with 3 other horses
and a donkey to starve to death. After rehab she turned out to be the perfect pony, she was so trustworthy and bombproof
we used her in our community visiting programm. She attended parades, schools, clubs, and gave rides at a therapy center for
handicap children.
She was the most lovings and understanding pony we have ever known around children, she would
allow them to crawl all over her, and would stand to be groomed for hours, often falling asleep unknown by the young hands
brushing her.
She developed Cushings disease last year (06) and we had to change her diet and give her daily medication.
She did great with this and it improved her life so much.
On January 17th she left this life after getting caught up in a string hay net by both back feet, she twisted
and pulled trying to free herself and thus twisted her gut causing a mass colic. The world at Creekside will never be the
same since our "baby girl" left us. Her final resting place is here at Creekside where this was her final home, and she is
still surounded by all us humans and the equine who also loved her. Run with the wind in your mane, and watch over us
who miss you so much.
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"DOLLAR" September 2006 - June 18th 2007
Dollar was just a baby with an unknown history. Some human had starved him then thrown him away. He was picked up by
Collin County Animal Shelter, no owner came to claim him. The shelter turned him over to us May 3rd 2007. He was starved,
infested with lice, worms, and with a face swollen from being eaten by fire ants. He stole our hearts that very first day.
We were in love with him BIG TIME.
He had alot of things wrong with him, he had a huge infection, his antibodies weren't working correctly, he was anemic,
had bone growth issues, and a host of other ailments. For the first 3 days, he could only move a very small distance, and
could only stay on his feet for about 2 hours. Once lying down could not get to his feet without assistance. On day 3 at the
rescue he was finally able to get up by himself.
Things did not go well for "Dollar", he continued to run fevers almost every 3 days, went through several courses
of antibiotics to no avail. Blood tests did not reveal what the infection was. While here at he rescue he got his very first
and only hoof trim, this helped him to balance better and made life easier for him to walk about the paddock.
He had his own stall with deep shaving, he loved his stall and would spend hours talking to "TaterTot" his friend
over the stall wall. He had the freedome to come out of his stall anytime he wanted, and graze in his paddock. He was also
good friends with "Sausage" the pot belly piglet.
After a fight with what ever ailments were tormenting him, he passed away in his stall in the early mornings hours of
June 18th 2007.
He has left a HUGE hole in our hearts. He spent 45 days in our care, where we hope he felt the love we gave him. We did
everything possible to help him, we pray that the 45 days he was here made a world of difference to his short life. Dollar,
we knew you are in a far better place, we know starvation and pain can't ever touch you there. Thank you for letting us love
you and care for your needs. You made a difference in our world, I hope we made a difference to yours?
| "Dollar" |
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Sir Spots-A-Lot .....
Rescued September 25th 1999 passed a way Tuesday 19th June 2007.
A starved neglected some ones throw away dog. The love affair started the day I rescued "Sir Spots", I loved
him and he loved me, simple but true. This sweet dog became my companion and love of my life, he slept on the bed each night
with me, snuggled up on cold nights and was always there for me no matter what. My husband told me he would never put himself
in the position of making me choose between him or "Sir Spots, he knew what the outcome would be!!
Sir Spots was known to us simply as Spark-a-doo. His posh name was because he looked like a "Grand Gentleman".We
swear he must of had a million spots, we always said we would count them one day and see just how many there really was, we
tried once and got his head counted, 57 just on his head alone. God ran out of paint before he got finished with him, because
he only had 4 spots on his tail. He was the "Spottiest Spotty we had ever seen". Where ever I went you would see
him right behind me. He protected me and adored me. Like I said we had a beautiful love affair. His death was totally unexpected
and so sudden.
The day after "Dollar" died, I had been with the "undertakers" who were taking Dollars body away for
cremation. I had hardly had a minute to spend with "spots" that day. I was still in a mist of losing Dollar the
day before. Finally once Dollars body was taken care of, I came indoors, noticing some thing was wrong right away. Spots had
a look on his face that alarmed me, his neck was extended and he was having trouble breathing. I called the vet right away
to say I was on my way in with him. 15 minutes later he was in the exam room getting checked out. They sent me home and I
figured they would keep him over night and he would be sent home with pills or such like the following day. Less than 2 hours
passed before I got a call from the vets to say "he was gone". I screamed cried and just about lost it all together.
My baby, my life, my love GONE. Congestive heart failure took him, no signs,nothing till just a few hours before he died,
just like that and he was gone.
How I drove to the vets I have no clue, I cried the whole way, stopping once because I could not see where I was going.
They put his body in the truck and I came home with him waiting for my husband to come home so we could have a funeral and
lay him to rest. All this I did while in a state of shock. I had been hit with a double whammy, two deaths in 2 days, and
both sudden and totally unexpected. I lived in a state of shock for several days. My baby is buried at the side of the house
where I can see his grave each day and talk to him when the feeling calls for. Spots I miss you so much, I hope you can hear
me when I talk to you? Wait for me darling, we'll be together again one day, until that day, know that you are not forgotten
and I will always love you so much.
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TROOPER .... Passed away 11/02/07 Totally unexpected and heartbreaking, Trooper left this life at 3.34pm today. Some time
in the night he colicked and rolled around so much he twisted his gut and caused mass injuries to himself. We called the vet
out first thing this morning when we found him, we had to call the vet out again early afternoon when things went so terribly
wrong. He was in so much pain, we couldn't control it we were told he was not a candidate for surgery. The only thing left
to do was stop the pain for him, and that meant saying "Goodbye". We would never allow him to suffer so this was
the kindest thing we could do for him. Some times love is all you can give. Your feeling have to be set aside and you have
to do what is right.
Trooper came to the rescue in July 06, he gained 285lbs in a matter of months. Once rehabilitated we found a wonderful
horse, he was broke to ride both English and Western. He adapted to the rider and what ever level they rode at. He made wonderful
friends with "Mr Mudpie". They were always at each others side, even shared their feed buckets with each other.
Mudpie is mourning along with the rest of us today. Trooper now has his eyesight back (he was blind in his right eye) and
is no longer in pain. We hope Trooper is grazing all the green grass at the Rainbow Bridge and running with our other horses
who left long before their time. Love you Troops, so very very sorry.
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MAJOR BLUE ...... March 1976 - November 18th 2007 .....
Major passed away in his sleep early this morning, lay down closed his eyes and found himself over the "Rainbow
Bridge". No sign of a struggle, just slipped away. This is the way to go, peacefully and quick.
Major came to the rescue in Aug 06 a starved and very timid horse. He was then 30 years old. He was a Paso Fino/Arabian
gelding. After he appeared on our website a former owner came forward to tell us of his history. She was stocked to see his
condition and to learn that he had been neglected by the owner who she gave him to 5 years before. Major had been a wonderful
trial horse with a smooth gaited rocking style ride for years. Major was timid and not wanting to be bothered by humans when
he first arrived at the rescue, that soon changed and he became a "Love bug". I will always remember him for his
lower lip that was always hanging but made him look so adorable. His funny winney, and the way he banged on the gate when
he wanted your attention. He could send ESP waves out to me when I was in the house, and if I got up and looked out the window,
there he would be staring at the house. I would open the door where he could see me, and he's yell at me. He was a hoot.
Major came to us with cancer, it progressed to his liver a few months back, and I always felt he was not going to be with
us come next spring. His last day at the rescue (yesterday) he spent wandering in and out of several of the paddocks talking
to other horses and donkeys, and demanding attention from a group of volunteers who had come out to help. I think he had a
ball and enjoyed the attention he was creating. He lived here at the rescue in retirement for 15 months, I know he was happy
to be here, he always had enough to eat and packed on the weight. His retirement days were spent with two other "older
gentlemen", and they spent their days, eating, taking naps in the shade and talking about their younger days. We will
miss you a lot Major, you were one of a kind. Enjoy yourself in Heaven, and please be sure to look in on us from time to time.
Eat all that grass your missing teeth would not allow you to fill up on in your last years here on earth.
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TATER TOT ...... Born around 1967 (yes that is correct) passed away December 2nd 2007. Taters lived longer than any other
horse we have ever had or known personally. She hit the grand ole age of 40. She was a shetland cross pony mare, beautifully
marked black and white with a thick mane and tail. Taters life had not always been easy, she came to the rescue in Summer
06 after living a life with cows for 8 years. Where no one touched her, spent time with her or cared if she lived or died.
She was "traded" for some one to cut a hay field. That some one had no idea how to feed or care for her. They accepted
the "trade" because they thought she would make a great kids pony for their little girls.They told us she was mean
and nasty and all she did was kick and bite them. Two weeks later they contacted us to take this "crazy mean pony".
We were warned when entering her paddock she will "go for you", we walked right up to her, haltered her and lead
her into the trailer. She gave me a look of "get me out of here". Her first vet exam revealed she was old, and we
mean old. She had joint and teeth problems. She had a very heavy parasite load.She was underweight, and needed some very special
TLC which we were very happy to provide for her. From the day we got her to this day of her passing, she never showed a mean
side, or a nasty moment to any of us. She could not eat hay and was put on a diet of One and Only and senior food. She never
was hungry here at the rescue. She wandered around the paddocks at her own speed (slow and even slower), doing what ever she
wanted to do. She became the very best friends with another "elderly lady" Jinjer Frost. And they spent their days
talking about life when they were younger,eating, dozing in the shade, eating and dozing again, what a life of retirement.
In September 07 Taters started to have seizures, they were very scary to witness.We were told then, she would have one almightly
seizure and that would take her from this life by causing her to have a stroke. Since we were not with Taters at the time
of her passing (early hours of the morning)we are not sure what took her. She was found at 7am today lying peacefully and
content with Jinjer watching over her lifeless body. She is now running instead of her slow walk. She is eating all the green
grass she has not been able to eat for so many years. Her mane and tail are flying in the wind as she gallops around heaven,
playing with her other equine friends who live on that side of the "Rainbow Bridge" also. We love you little "Taters",
and we were so glad you came to us for your final retirement. You blessed our lives and taught us so much. Thank you for the
blessing of getting to know and love you. Enjoy your final home.
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"ALMOST" ... Born March 2008 ... Died 10th June 2008
Close your eyes for a minute and imagine a black puppy with a white chest and a couple of white toes,(like a border collie
mix) weighing about 20 lbs and about 13 inches high. A tail wagging ten to the dozen and wanting so bad to be loved. Did you
see him? That was "Almost".
"Almost" came into my life several weeks ago, he was one of 12 puppies who's owner moved and left them behind
to defend for themselves. Animal control were able to capture 11 of his littler mates, but "Almost" escaped the
free ride to the shelter that day. His life was one of a struggle alone with his mom and maybe his dad. Those 3 were left
to live off what ever they could find, until ...... I heard about them. Every day I would drive out to the location where
these 3 dogs were trying to survive and leave food and water. Dadda dog (maybe dadda) was a black chow looking boy, momma
was a yellow lab mix, they tried to take care of "Almost" but had not been taught to hunt for food. Then out of
the blue here comes this lady with food every day, problem solved. Dadda dog got killed on the road one night, and the I removed
his body so cars wouldn't continue to smash him.
"Almost" got his unusual name because he "Almost" let me touch him several times. He was feral and
had not been around humans to know some are kind and caring. "Almost" and my friendship developed over the weeks
and he knew what my car pulling up meant. He would eagerly wag his tail and look at me with "Thanks " in his eyes,
but always at a few feet's distance.
3 days ago, I noticed "Almost" looked different, he looked hurt and was whimpering and would no longer come
out for his food. He would always run into hiding. Yesterday I could hear him crying but could not locate his position. Last
night my husband and I went out to "rescue" Almost knowing we had to capture him because some thing was so wrong.
It took us around 45 minutes to located "Almost", he was hiding under a trailer crying. He was in pain. We had to
get under the trailer on belly to reach in and pull him out by the tail. What a pitiful sight he was, covered in ant bites,
fleas and tics, fur missing and in pain. He went limp in my arms. He had a "glazed" look about him and he was having
little spasms. My heart sank, DISTEMPER. I had seem this far too often in stray dogs to know know what I was looking at. I
put in a emergency call to our vet, and we drove right to the clinic. The vet confirmed the worst, it was Distemper. We choose
to help "Almost" cross the Rainbow Bridge so he would not have to suffer anymore. I cried a bucket, for 15 minutes
he was my baby boy. For 15 minutes he felt love, a soft touch and was kissed many times. He slipped away quickly to puppy
friends waiting for him to join in puppy games.
I don't have a picture of "Almost" I can post on here, but I do have an imprint in my mind of him, but more
importantly have his face embedded in my heart. I will never forget my 15 minute baby. "Almost" deserved to have
his story told. I want you to know "Almost" that you were such a good boy, and I would do it all over again in a
heart beat. I love you and I hope you knew some one did? R.I.P. my 15 minute wonder.
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