In Memory


Little Esther was in sorry shape the day we first met her. We were helping move cats, dogs and donkeys from an animal 'sanctuary' in Oregon. 400 animals were in a dilapidated, filthy mess without enough feed, shelter or any health care. Authorities had seized the animals.
Esther was a gaunt and dirty jenny who was unable to stand. Her feet showed the effects of laminitis and had not been trimmed for at least a year. Her companions, Smokey and Easter, were also neglected and filthy but they could walk.
When it was time to return to Washington the boys were loaded. Doug and another gentleman lifted Esther and carried her to a soft bed of shavings in the trailer for the trip home. The only time we have been thankful that an animal was underweight.
With frequent hoof trims and regular feed, Esther improved but she was never able to move around like a normal donkey. She would stand up and bray, eat and walk around a bit and then return to her bed a few times a day. She seemed content with this lifestyle and was bright and affectionate.
In a few years,she stopped rising. She could no longer overcome the challenges of her abnormal feet and taught tendons. It was time for us to let her go. Her dear friends Cami and Davis, visited to say goodbye. Brianna, Hannah and I sat with her and let her go where her legs were young and strong again.

San Francisco Ranch Golden Angel

Angel was a big part of my life for twenty seven years. Big in many ways: 16-3 hands+1400 pounds of sorrel Quarter Horse, big attitude and big buck some days and also hugely important to me and the herd.

No matter what curves life threw my way, she was available to stand quietly while I hugged her big ol' neck for some comfort.

She gave a similar sense of stability to our herd. She was in charge and the herd followed her lead. She was never aggressive-she showed them the way with facial expressions and body position.

She was a devoted companion to my first rescue equine, Tony Pony, who passed four years before Angel. She left us in January of 2010 at thirty years old.


Zipper's Ace

Jennifer H. sent some wonderful blankets and accessories to Equine Aid for the horses after her dear horse, Zipper, passed away. Her words follow:

It makes me very happy other ponies are keeping warm in his blankets and our other horse's blankets. Zipper would want this. He loved everybody and everybody loved him. Every horse he lived with ended up sharing food with him and becoming good friends with him. His temper was outstanding and even that made me laugh. He started in Western Events and because of navicular, went to a therapeutic riding facility and then to me. Zipper had people visit him from many places and these interactions made me a believer that horses, animals,etc., communicate on many levels if we listen. He had many conversations with people and when we all compared notes we all heard the same things from him. Because of the conformation and foot problems he taught me that intention from a human during accupressure,massage, energy work is the most important aspect of any healing practice. And horses heal us, body and soul. He leaves behind his Soulmate, Miss Arnie and longtime companion and partner in crime, Azarr. Also the human he loved most in the world, Ali, my daughter. It was Ali that brought him home to live with us and taught me how to handle a high spirited QH.

Thank you, Jennifer, for your insights and your donation in Zipper's memory.