Caught in Oregon
I found Remi on a killer feedlot. She was skinny, her feet were very long and she was headed for the long, horrible ride to her demise.
Remi was the first mature horse I had purchased without a history. That was odd and scary for me. But, she had a very sweet face and kind eye — besides, isn’t that what rescuing is all about? You never know what you are getting. What you are doing is saving a life.
I called the BLM and asked if they could read her brand. They did. She was gathered at 2 years old from Oregon. Her herd has Spanish Barb, TB and gaited horses in the wood pile. Remi is the second largest horse here and she eats the most. I find her very cool and aware. She is a thinker. And, she watches my every move. I like her. I won’t ride her (you’d feel the same way if you were on her back), but I will walk with her, practice all my equine body work on her (she loooooves that) and appreciate her for how far she’s come. She is regal. UPDATE: Remi now lives at Skydog Sanctuary in Malibu. Thank you, Clare Staples, for granting her freedom again. My heart swells.