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| Now angelic in form as well as name, our beloved
Angel no longer treads stiffly on the earth. Sweet, wary, and stubborn,
she was one special lady. Someone wasn't nice to her; rescued in desperate
condition by Colleen Sayre, euthanasia seemed a likely outcome. But
Angel was tough and she healed, body and soul, well enough to live
out a fine retirement in which we were blessed to share. There has
been no greater reward in life than a hard-won trusting look from
a soft-eyed Angel. Immortal in my memories, a part of me always; she
runs effortlessly through the vast green pastures of my dreams, comfortable
and free at last. |
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Extremely loveable, a little ornery, very present, prone to jealousy.
Homer registered his feelings by nipping Angel, racing around and
bucking, knocking over the wheelbarrow, stamping his feet, tossing his
head, etc. He craves attention, loves to be groomed. After a season as
a children's camp horse, 26 year old Homer ended up at auction, bound for
slaughter. Thanks to Equus Sanctuary
and Horse Power, he lived to become Angel's best friend, enriching our
lives for a year and a half in the bargain. A champ with the neighbor kids,
starring at birthday parties, walking endless circles lightly burdened
with brave three and four year olds, we miss him now that he has moved
on to the larger pastures of Dancing Star Sanctuary. |
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