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Date Posted: 17:35:13 11/26/01 Mon
A body fell off the truck. A little boy ran up to the body.*Look mawmmy! A hawssy!*he cried.*Joey! Stay away from that filthy beast!*she scolded. She took Joey's hand and jerked him.*Bye-Bye hawssy...* Joey said sadly. Flies started to gather on the mare's body. Suddenly, the body twitched & the mare opened her eyes. She staggered up and shook her mane.
Name: Color of Roses
Nickname: "Mare"
Species: Horses
Gender: Mare
Age: 33
Coloration: Red Roan
Personality: Kind, sweet, scared
Breed: Astatic Wild Horse
Picture (optional): Will get one soon
Discription: Lame, ribs show, backbone sticks up, swaid-back, musselcularwe wasted, long hallow back, short neck, ewe neck, large coarse head set on neck at awkward angle, pig eyes, small nostrals, short upright shoulders, short upright pasterns, long flat hinf pasterns, too much slope, barley any tail.
Problems: 50% blind in the right eye, def in one ear, lame, has a small cace of colic, tail is broken, has scars from being whipped.
Foals: 22
Other: Has never been in the wild for more hen a day, will not survive in the wild.
Past:
1st Owner: Jack Green
For How Long: 4 yrs.
History: Jack went poor and had to sell her.
2nd Owner: Mr. Tom Parkrage
For How Long: 6 yrs
History: She was bought by Mr. Parkrage and was used & treated good. Mrs. Parkrage, who hated horses, sold her to some breeders after Mr. Parkrage died.
3rd Owner: Sandy Lane Breeders
For How Long: 20 yrs
History: Was beaten if she moved when being bred. They starved her & bred her month after her previous foal was born. A nice stable hand set her free one night.
4th Owner: Mr. & Mrs. Hill
For How Long: 3 yrs.
History: The Hills found her and took her in. They were poor/ And since Mr. Hill was a butcher & couldn't afford hay, he fed her meat (They knew nothing about horses). They rode her hard and never cleaned her stall or gave her fresh water. She soon got colic from eating meat and went lame after steping on metal. She was placed in the pasture with the sire of her last foal (a mule). He was always kicking her. Then one night the brutial mule decided to breed her. 11 months later, she almost bled to death after giving birth to her final foal. She passed out and the Hills thought she was dead. The foal was quickly stuffed into a patatoe sack and was drowned at the pond. The Hills then called the glue factory and they came to pick up the mare.
5th Owner: N/A
For How Long: N/A
History: She is now in CM.
Notes: A Sandy Lane breeder will probably come and look for her in the last years in her life...
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