And what makes me the proudest of all, (but also quietly breaks my heart) is that my daughter, when we bought this place had dreams of training and riding horses....... She had trained and entered competitions for English riding and excelled gave that up..........
When we found out some of the horses she grew up riding when she was little were in danger of going to auction and certain slaughter she chose to spend that money rescuing them instead of horses she could train and ride with. My heart swelled, and still does with pride. Those horses are no longer with us but they lived their lives out here instead of being sent to the meat market.
That was basically the difference in a horse riding scholarship for my daughter or rescuing horses she loved and grew up with in need. They lived their last days here with people that knew and loved them....... Knew their worth working with children at the girl scout camp. The fact that my daughter chose them over younger horses makes me proud, and sad that I couldn't provide her with both. But she chose those in need over her wants............I couldn't be prouder.
