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CHAPTER 2 A NEAR DISASTER




                   One day, when I was two and a half years           We were all destined for what is called a
           old, the owner of the farm had an accident with his  killer’s auction. We traveled for hours and hours
           car on the way to work in a nearby town. He was     on an even more frightening trip. Since we were
           badly hurt which meant things changed. There was  crowded together, there was a lot of pushing and

           no more daily brushing and petting. Strangers hur- even biting. Finally, we were unloaded in another
           riedly fed me. More change was coming for the       horse auction barn in New York State and not far
           twenty of us on the farm. Soon a horse trailer      from Canada. I had the heritage of Good Hope, the
           came and we were taken away.                        name of the town in which I was foaled, but hope

                   Some of the others loaded on the truck      was fast fading.
           were familiar to me but not as friends. They had all       A young woman came to that auction barn
           learned to leave me alone, as I had developed a     before the auction day. She had wanted a Morgan
           reputation in the herd for being quick with my rear   horse all her life. Word had spread that a load of
           hoofs. The trip was long and tiring. After a while I   Morgan horses from Georgia was coming to the
           was taken out into a sales ring and a man said,     auction barn. She couldn’t afford a trained horse
                                                               or one from a breeding stable, but she saw me and
           “We have here a small young filly with no training.
                                                               was interested.
           She has a twisted front hoof. Who will give me
                                                                      The man who had bought me in Georgia
           $500? Her registration papers go with her.” Some-
                                                               happened to be close by. He came over to her and
           one agreed to purchase me.
                                                               said, “That one deserves a chance. She is a young
                   What happened next was I was loaded onto
                                                               Morgan with registration papers. She doesn’t have
           another truck with  several other horses from the   much meat on her bones, so she wouldn’t have
           farm that the same person had also purchased.       much value in Canada at the slaughter house. You
           Being with other familiar horses helped to calm     might be able to make something of her.” She
           me. I didn’t know that the person who bought us     bought me for $800.  I was removed from the  auc-
           specialized in buying horses that were too old to   tion and rescued for a new start.

           be of use, or were untrained young horses with
           issues.




















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