Lately my daughter has taken a shine to three horses that pasture near our home. When we pass them on the way to daycare in the morning, she gets very upset if I don't 'pause' to say hi to them. (Then it's 'bye bye horsie' ... 'no cows' ... 'no peep' [that's 'sheep' for you non-parental types]...)
Got me thinking about the magical 'power' of horses, and not just in childrens' lives...
"Last Chance Rescue" touches on a matter of personal concern, which is the mistreatment of horses involved in the Premarin trade. In fact, Jessie's horse, Mistletoe, is a rescued 'PMU' mare (you won't want to miss the scene when she gives birth!).
For approximately six months from fall through spring, the pregnant mares live in 'pee barns,' forced to stand in stalls with urine collection devices strapped to them. The stalls are deliberately narrow to prevent pregnant mares from turning around and detaching the collection cups. In the last month of their eleven-month pregnancy, the mares are put out to pasture to have their foals. The mares are put in a herd with a stallion, so they quickly become pregnant again. In September, their foals are taken away from them to be sold, whether or not they are fully weaned. The next month, they're back in the barns and the cycle starts again.
Horses are magnificent creatures, and it breaks my heart to think of what they endure. You can read more about horses and Premarin here
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