Post by Synthia on Apr 8, 2009 16:59:01 GMT -8
Wednesday, April 8th... I was pleasantly overwhelmed with your letters and phone calls concerning many of our rescued horses in trouble. For instance Cope. Champ. Fractious Child. Oscar Award.
But nothing has prepared us for your reaction to Zoe. I am not even sure how to begin. Waiting for extra strong coffee from Peets to kick in. I am way behind on replying to phone messages and e-mails. Today is catch up day. I think. I hope.
I recently received this text: Ketch up old dude, if you get behind raise your hand.
(I had failed to return her phone call within 6 hours)
Zoe is fat and preggers, and was used for tripping at mexican rodeo. Zoe stayed tied to a tree or fence post all day. If Zoe dared to shuffle her feet she was hit with a heavy board. I am giving you 5 names from the Citrus Heights area. Jennifer, Noelle, Tish, Rebecca, and Shannon. They found a way. Gathered up some big time money. Was forced to pay triple for shipping. These 5 young ladies were not only able to take Zoe, but also a young quarter horse gelding. The gelding is now safe at another rescue ranch. Unbelievable the courage of these 5 girls.
This e-mail from Sara in Pleasanton, California: I will be happy to foal Zoe out for you. We have video feed to our house, and I promise to watch her until the baby comes. The least I can do. So many others coming together to help this poor mare. I want to do my part.
(we have received 11 offers from readers of this website who want to bring Zoe to their home until the baby is born. No decision has been made. There is a chance Zoe will foal on our ranch, and we are now prepared)
This e-mail from Mona in Atlanta, Georgia: The photo you posted of Zoe is now my screen saver. When her child is born can you show another picture please? I feel so drawn to Zoe. I wonder why?
This e-mail from Terri in Fairbanks, Alaska: I pray for Zoe and her foal. I have been reading your website for two years Joe. The picture of Zoe is the most poignant you have ever posted.
(poignant? Good thing I keep a dictionary close by)
This e-mail from Michelle, who once came to our ranch. I have permission to share her letter: My grandma is 83, and I showed her the picture of Zoe and read her your blog. My grandma cried. My grandma is Emma, and she called you on the phone once and left a message. You called her back and said you had a mare named Emma. She was tickled about that. I wish you knew how much I love my grandma. She raised me. My grandma got a second job as a janitor at night so I could stay with her and not go to foster care. My grandma taught me about horses. She taught me to love others, no matter their differences. My grandma and I rescued a pony once at auction, and we named him Jimmy. I was allowed to sleep with him every Saturday night. My grandma would bring cookies and milk to me, and an apple for Jimmy. She would say sleep good you two, see ya in the morning. For as long as I live I will never forget those cookies and milk, and how Jimmy would cuddle, and how my grandma embraced all living creatures. Her full name is Emma Lillian. We only met once Joe, so there is no reason you should grant my request. My grandma feels very close to Zoe. We printed her picture. If Zoe has a filly, can you name her Lillian? Or Lilly. No big deal if you say no. I am sure you will get hundreds of name suggestions.
(well it is settled. If Zoe has a girl, we shall call her Lillian. Lilly for short)
I thank you for all your letters and phone messages. Ketch up old dude, and I shall soon. Enjoy your more rain coming Wednesday, and be sure to hug your horses. We had a good soaking yesterday afternoon.
Joe
But nothing has prepared us for your reaction to Zoe. I am not even sure how to begin. Waiting for extra strong coffee from Peets to kick in. I am way behind on replying to phone messages and e-mails. Today is catch up day. I think. I hope.
I recently received this text: Ketch up old dude, if you get behind raise your hand.
(I had failed to return her phone call within 6 hours)
Zoe is fat and preggers, and was used for tripping at mexican rodeo. Zoe stayed tied to a tree or fence post all day. If Zoe dared to shuffle her feet she was hit with a heavy board. I am giving you 5 names from the Citrus Heights area. Jennifer, Noelle, Tish, Rebecca, and Shannon. They found a way. Gathered up some big time money. Was forced to pay triple for shipping. These 5 young ladies were not only able to take Zoe, but also a young quarter horse gelding. The gelding is now safe at another rescue ranch. Unbelievable the courage of these 5 girls.
This e-mail from Sara in Pleasanton, California: I will be happy to foal Zoe out for you. We have video feed to our house, and I promise to watch her until the baby comes. The least I can do. So many others coming together to help this poor mare. I want to do my part.
(we have received 11 offers from readers of this website who want to bring Zoe to their home until the baby is born. No decision has been made. There is a chance Zoe will foal on our ranch, and we are now prepared)
This e-mail from Mona in Atlanta, Georgia: The photo you posted of Zoe is now my screen saver. When her child is born can you show another picture please? I feel so drawn to Zoe. I wonder why?
This e-mail from Terri in Fairbanks, Alaska: I pray for Zoe and her foal. I have been reading your website for two years Joe. The picture of Zoe is the most poignant you have ever posted.
(poignant? Good thing I keep a dictionary close by)
This e-mail from Michelle, who once came to our ranch. I have permission to share her letter: My grandma is 83, and I showed her the picture of Zoe and read her your blog. My grandma cried. My grandma is Emma, and she called you on the phone once and left a message. You called her back and said you had a mare named Emma. She was tickled about that. I wish you knew how much I love my grandma. She raised me. My grandma got a second job as a janitor at night so I could stay with her and not go to foster care. My grandma taught me about horses. She taught me to love others, no matter their differences. My grandma and I rescued a pony once at auction, and we named him Jimmy. I was allowed to sleep with him every Saturday night. My grandma would bring cookies and milk to me, and an apple for Jimmy. She would say sleep good you two, see ya in the morning. For as long as I live I will never forget those cookies and milk, and how Jimmy would cuddle, and how my grandma embraced all living creatures. Her full name is Emma Lillian. We only met once Joe, so there is no reason you should grant my request. My grandma feels very close to Zoe. We printed her picture. If Zoe has a filly, can you name her Lillian? Or Lilly. No big deal if you say no. I am sure you will get hundreds of name suggestions.
(well it is settled. If Zoe has a girl, we shall call her Lillian. Lilly for short)
I thank you for all your letters and phone messages. Ketch up old dude, and I shall soon. Enjoy your more rain coming Wednesday, and be sure to hug your horses. We had a good soaking yesterday afternoon.
Joe