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Yesterday was one of those days when I get annoyed with myself because, while I take my camera with me almost all the time when I leave home, there is always something fabulous just when I don’t have it–such as yesterday morning when I was driving 15 to football practice and a pair of wild turkeys crossed the road in front of us with their six babies. I stopped the car and they stood around posing for a moment before they took off. You know, like they were laughing at me for not having my camera.
In short order, a deer ran alongside the road and a bunny scampered across it. Butterflies were swooping around the car like I was driving through a Disney movie.
When I went back to get 15, I brought my camera. Merry woodland creatures, here I come!
We came around a bend in the country road on our way home and this was on the side of the road:

It wasn’t moving. I got out of the car, walked toward it, starting to worry. It kept just sitting there. I walked around it some, not too close, to see if it looked like it’d been hit by a car. I couldn’t tell. I was afraid to touch it. I’m scared of horses. And cows. (Which is why I bought a farm and am planning to get a horse and a cow, but that’s beside the point. I don’t always make sense.) Then the horse stood, shakily, and immediately collapsed again.
15 stuck his head out the car window and said, “I’m not picking up a horse.” He’s always prepared for me to ask him to do something ridiculous, like move a cow for Georgia.
I said, “I know we can’t pick it up. But we have to tell somebody!”
Back in the car, I stopped just up the road at a little house on a hill to check with them. They said it wasn’t theirs and they weren’t interested in talking about it.
People aren’t always friendly in the country when strangers come to the door.
I turned around, went back down the road in the other direction. Just beyond a low water crossing near the horse were two dilapidated-looking single-wide trailers with large dogs prowling around and “Keep Out” signs. We stopped and stared at the trailers.
And decided we were scared to get out of the car.
So we turned around again and went down the road a mile till I came to a house where I knew someone. We drove up to the house and the man came out. I told him about the horse and he said, “It wasn’t hit by a car. It’s sick and dying.”
Me: “But it’s on the side of the road!”
He said to leave it alone, he knew the people who had it, and it was their property. I said, “But!!! It’s a horse! It’s sick! It’s on the side of the road! Isn’t somebody supposed to do something? What if it’s suffering? We can’t just leave it there!”
I went home and called the sheriff’s office to report a sick horse on the side of the road. They told me to call the animal shelter, so I called the animal shelter and reported a sick horse on the side of the road. I don’t know what happened after that. I did all I could to get help for it.
Life in the country is not always a Disney movie.
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A couple weeks ago we had a baby deer in the yard. I don’t know what happened to it’s mama but she was probably hit by a car. We live on an extremely busy road that is also a deer crossing. Anyway, I saw the deer and quickly grabbed my camera because anytime something pictureworthy happens, it is over before the camera turns on. Anyway, to make this long story shorter, the baby was injured and he walked over to a tree and collapsed. The neighbor and I called a local wild animal rescue place and they came and picked him up. We did hear the next day that he didn’t make it.
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People Suck! no weeee for me today. Sorry ya’ll had to witness that.
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http://lifeislikechampagne.blogspot.com/
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I have a friend who if we lived closer to you. She would of hooked up her trailer and came and got it. And then nursed it back to health. Turned the owners into court promptly. Actally I am only in PA and if your animal shelter gets the word out she might be one of the people who might show up. lol. I will hear about it. It would not be the first time they went hours away to pick up sick horses, or rescuse dogs from a kill shelter.
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you did good to do the best you could with difficult people. as you found out, alot of ppl turn and run when it comes to helping animals. its not right, when a animal has been domesicated, to abandon it to the woods and expect its survival instincts to magically reappear. the ppl that do this shouldn’t be given a house plant to take care of.
you did good.
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This makes me sick. I’m a member of one the area’s animal shelter’s, all my cats are adopted, my co-worker fosters cats for the same shelter. And I grew up with ponies and horses! Had two of my own, cared for our neighbour’s.
Please follow up, Suzanne.
As for the horse’s “caretaker,” oh, I can think of a few things to do him/her/them. There is no excuse for this. I don’t care what is going on with the family, what their situation is. You do NOT abandon an animal to slowly suffer and die.
My god, I’m so angry right now…my blood pressure is going through the roof….
-Kim A.
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I am not surprised that the Sherriff’s dept. didn’t help. I needed their help a couple of times, while I still lived in Roane County and they didn’t want to get involved. I had legal paperwork and all and they still wouldn’t help.
As for the horse, I don’t understand how someone can be so cold hearted. If they knew it was dying, they should have been right by its side till the end. I’m sure that horse gave them its best days!
I guess the Sherriff’s dept. isn’t the only cold hearted people in Roane County! Sorry, I guess I’m a little bitter.
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we need a chicken post later today to make us all feel better!
Tresh in Oklahoma
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We take in any stays or neglected animals we can. Of course there’s a limit to what we can do, but we do our best.
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That poor horse. Please know you did all you could do.
Linda~
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I hope the horse finds someone to care for it in it’s final years. There is NO excuse for a horse to look as badly as that one does, no matter how old they are. Even 30-year-old toothless horses can be fat, glossy and healthy with proper medical care and careful nutrition.
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I hope you come back and tell us this has a happy ending. Jenn, who has commented just above me has some wonderful guiding information.
Suzanne – maybe you found your first horse!
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Like my 18 year old dog. He’s just hanging around, retired, snoozing all day, barking some at night and waking us up. As we can’t leave him outside in the heat at night. He’ll bark more to get INSIDE in the AC. He barks all day but my stay at home hubby puts up with it, instead of picking up poop and blotting pee around the house… ’cause they don’t make doggy depends that I know of or can afford to put on his scrawny little butt.
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AM I an EVIL person… liberal of course, so in Collin Co. Texas all Democrats are somewhat evil or at least just irrelevant (usually). JZ again
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I would have done as you did –keep on keepin’ on girl!
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