Habitat For Horses

Maggie

Maggie Changes HFH's Direction A couple of weeks ago I attended a Horse Abuse Investigator's Workshop, held by the Humane Society of the United States. The workshop was held at HSUS's Wildlife Landtrust at Meadowcreek, Arkansas, far back in the Ozark Mountains. Covering everything from crime...

Twizzle's Story

Update Dec 2012 Hundreds of horses pass through the gates of Habitat for Horses in any given year, each of them holding a special story and each deserving the love and attention so willingly given by our foster homes. Working with law enforcement, our equine cruelty...

Rooster

Saying goodbye to Rooster Some horses are people horses. They never do well in herds, don't have any desire to stand side by side with another horse and had just as soon not share a bale of hay. They want their own space, they love people,...

Nightmares...

There are times when I have to restrain myself, when it takes everything I have to stay within the limits of the law. Pulling up to a pasture this morning, we saw four horribly skinny horses. A walk through the mud led us to a three...

Amigo Amigo must have been an incredible horse. A dun with a long, black mane and tail, black feet and the dark line down his back. He stood tall and proud as the stable hand loaded him in the trailer. He only had one fault, he...

Nicole finds love "There's something about kids and horses," is an often heard statement in the horse world. Kids and innocence, kids and hope, kids and the belief in magic...

Scooby

Scooby, the Mystery Horse Scooby walked up to someone's house during one of the most rainy periods we've seen in this area. He was soaked, his hair was a mass of knots and mud, he was extremely underweight, and to top it all off, totally...

Shadow

Shadow, September 8, 2001 Shadow came to us September 8th. She spent the last 17 days at the county pens, as required by law, waiting for her owner to show up. We knew no one would come forth to claim her because she was too old,...

Rose, August 11, 2003 She came to us the last week in April of 2003 - old, thin, missing one eye, scared - from an owner that could no longer afford her. She only stayed at the ranch a few weeks as we worked on her...