Dusty

  Dusty's story as it appeared in the October 2020 newsletter.  The story starts about five years ago when a phone friendship started with the owner of Dusty  and Scooter. Our love for equines was shared, and a concern was expressed by the owners as to the  safety of their beloved horses when they died. In their Last Will and Testament, a generous offer  was made to HPS to take the horses and care for them..  Over the years, the owners’ health deteriorated and they were not as able to care for the horses  as they were in the past. I mentioned that we would help and take the horse at the present time if  that would be something they wanted us to do. It got emotional for both of us and arrangements  were made to send the two beloved babies to HPS.   

How odd it is to have two well-cared-for beautiful healthy horses come to the sanctuary! The  folks here have fallen for them the first couple of days. The horses are happy for the attention and  they are getting introduced to the herd over the stall wall and the fence. Heavenly is in love with  Dusty or maybe it is because she is in season. Heavenly took down part of the fence to join Dusty  and the other two horses. (Another horse that is NOT going to make a jumper.)   

Dusty is a gentle dark sorrel Morgan-Quarter horse cross, gelding, and 18 years old. Just as  pretty as they come and a great personality.   Scooter is a Quarter Horse with some hoof issues in the front and is wearing shoes to aid recovery. She has a crack in the hoof that extends to the coronary band, (top of the hoof.) She was purchased to be a pasture mate for Dusty. She is 17 years old and a pretty sorrel mare.   

These two arrived in royal fashion. It had to be the most incredible rig to ever arrive at the rescue. They arrived with all of the accoutrements, and feed, and supplements. It will take a while to  sort through everything. Also included were 110 bales of hay, which was unloaded and put in the  two covered hay feeders. That was late on Saturday afternoon and by Wednesday the horses had  eaten all but about 10 bales. Hay was on its way to refill the feeders.