My name was Max. I was just a baby with an injury by my eye, my owner did not care, so when a man and a woman said I want that horse, they traded something for me. I would have perfered to stay where I was at, because the man and woman that got me, didnt feed me very well. One day some people came over in uniforms and gave my owners a piece of paper. A few days later I am taken to a wonderful place with a bunch of other horses. Green grass, hay, and food all the time. Oh boy, was I happy. Some of my horse mates got mad at me, because I just wanted to play and play. I was only 9 months old. Everything was great for a long time, then one day that man and lady that didnt feed me came to see me. AND WHEN PEOPLE THINK WE DONT REMEMBER THEY ARE WRONG, I remembered them because I was always hungry. There was a huge fight between the man and lady and the family where I was living. It was bad, all of horses went into the barn, by ourselves. We were scared. A few minutes later the uniforms came back, the lady that had been taking care of me and feeding us was crying. Found out later why...I had to get into a big red trailer. I did not want to go, my horse mates did not want me to go. Even though I bugged them all the time by wanting to play, they were neighing at me. Dont go. It was horrible. I heard them all the way down the road. When I got out of red trailer with the man and woman that never feed me, it was at a different place. There was grass there, so I could eat. There was another horse there, that was there before. I tried telling him all about eating two times a day, and green grass. He said he was somewhere where there was a lot of sand. My pasture mate and I had a few weeks of green grass, but then it started going away. My stomach started hurting again, and I was growing but not feeling good. Some time later a man came to me and was looking at me and brushing me. It felt good, because no one loved me at the man and womans house. Could not understand why I was even there. I have no idea what happened to my pasture mate, one day he was just gone. Well, when this man was loving on me, the man and woman were talking about not having to feed a boat??? Wonder what a boat is? I got to leave with this nice man. So once again, I was put into a trailer and went somewhere else to live. I am real tired of not knowing where I am at and who all these humans are. I loved it there. Things started to change again. There was a little person there, and I really liked her. She wouldnt come and play anymore with me. I know I was growing, and my tummy was full. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? Why cant I always be loved? Once again, I go back into the trailer. I am only three yrs old and I have lived so many places. I am tired..and scared. We pull into this place and there are A LOT of horses. They neigh at me when the trailer pulls in. WAIT, I KNOW THOSE NEIGHS...I remember them....the ones that were aggraveted with me for playing all the time. What..the family that owned me with the little human opened the back of the trailer. There are a lot of humans standing around. I start to shake. Where am I? AGAIN, another new place, new humans..WAIT, I HEAR A LADY YELL...THAT IS POWDER..BABY POWDER, that name is what I was called when I was taken care of with all the other horse. It is her, I remember her, I remember her smell, the tears. I am safe..I will be fed and loved on. MY NAME IS POWDER.. Powder is a cryptorchid, which means one of his testicles did not drop. This gelding can only be done at a hospital. This procedure runs about 1500.00. POWDER deserves to have his forever home, but he cannot go until he is a NORMAL horse. We are asking all those horse lovers out there to help us give Powder the life he deserves.
Posted on: Thu, 13 Jun 2013 23:22:39 +0000