The Story of Daisy...


We found Daisy on a cold December night shaking and scared. She had big shoes on and a weak, confused body about where she was. She came with a group of other horses, most likely this was her first trailer ride, first time off the farm she was born on. Over 300 horses would sell that night, and she somehow started to find solace in standing so tightly next to other horses.




When sale time came they led her through, still shaking, still scared, still confused. A loud fast voice boomed over the speakers, the lights were bright, the concrete ground was harsh...what was this place? Someone was talking about her, saying she was ready to be started for miles, to take her home and break her to the buggy, but none of it made any sense to her. As quickly as it started...it was over, and she was back, still shaking, still scared, still confused next to her new found friends.


As the night wore on she was tired of standing tied to the metal pole with no room to move her body or stretch her legs. Eventually she stopped shaking, but then she realized how thirsty she was. It had been hours since she last had something to drink.


What was this place? When would this end? How did she get here? So many questions. Finally late into the night, men came and started taking her neighbors. Using their papers they would make noises and move the horses left and right as her new found friends slowly started leaving.




And then just when she didn't think she could wait another minute longer, stand another second longer, people came to take her.


These people didn't look like the others who had come before. She felt her body start to shake again all over, the scared returned, the confusion started. What now?


At first, her mind went to water and how much she needed a drink, how happy she was just to be doing something different, to be going someplace different, until she realized, what if the next place was even worse than this one?


What if she never got water again?


Minutes turned to hours turned to days that turned into what felt like an eternity...somewhere along the way she gave up. She gave up and then she got mad. She got mad at the person who was so excited when she was born. She got mad at the people who were rough with her getting on the trailer. She had never done that before, how was she supposed to know what to do? And then...she got mad at herself. She told herself, "Daisy...you are not a quitter. You are a fighter. You must push those fears down and fight."

And fight she did. This new place didn't seem too bad. There were other horses, but she didn't know them. She didn't ask to be here. She never wanted to leave the first place anyway. So she fought. She fought being in the stall. She fought being turned out. She fought trusting herself to make friends with new horses, why should she? The last ones left her. She fought everything she could. Even though the people seemed nice, and the other horses didn't seem to care about her much. She fought harder to be different, to be away from here.



And then came the day she had to hold her feet up for the farrier. She didn't want the shoes on in the first place, so she decided to fight having them taken off too.


Daisy spent months fighting against herself, her friends, her new place. She lost weight and fought wearing a blanket, even though she was cold, and shaking, and scared and confused again.


One day a woman came and stuck needles in Daisy's back, something called acupuncture...so she decided to fight that too.


But then a few months later...something amazing happened.




Her body stopped hurting. She stopped being scared. She began trusting herself. She began to trust she was in a safe place. She began to believe that some of her friends might leave, but they were happy, and people came to take them that were happy.




It took almost one year for Daisy to come around to the idea of liking it here. She still has more to learn and more to teach us, but she now knows she is safe, and it's ok to be angry, but not ok to be mean. She has some friends. She drinks when she's thirsty and rests when she is tired. She eats when she is cold and enjoys the creek when she is hot. She is curious and confident and ready for some happy people to come take her away now too.


If you would like to help Daisy and other friends like her, please share her story, come visit the farm or your tax deductible donations are always happily accepted. By mail: ASLF, PO Box 12, Eminence, KY 40019 or PayPal: donate@saddlebredlegacy.com or Venmo: @SaddlebredLegacy. We thank you and our horses do too!

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