A long time advocate emailed me a link to a story that I wrote 8 years ago, after Christmas, and relayed to me that it brought tears to her eyes, so I hit the link and read it, myself. My eyes leaked too. All these years later the story carries even more power and impact as the horses are not only STILL in danger but they stand on the brink of total destruction…this is relevant and never published anywhere but here, please share and make your calls. We need to stop the madness. ~ R.T.
“Mommy, Mommy, it’s Christmas time, you should not be crying. Why are you crying, Mommy?
You have been crying since Christmas eve day, the day you read something in the newspaper about the wild ponies. It was something about a judge saying OK to round up the wild ponies but I don’t understand, Mommy.
You and daddy never let us run our ponies in the snow, you say that it is bad for them that they might trip and fall. When it is deep they can work too hard and hurt themselves so how come the bad men are chasing the wild ponies through the snow, Mommy? I don’t understand.
Why are they attacking our wild ponies, I asked everyone and no one tells me anything? I ask my teacher and she just shakes her…
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