More than one Good Bye to Blondie.
Blondie came from an auction. She was afraid of the noise and confusion of the action going on at the auction.She didn't seem to have much handling. At two years old, she had come to know some bad people who had no kindness to show her. Once she was brought to the rescue farm, Jason worked with her, taught her about good humans and even saddled her. She was farm from ready to ride at her age but it was all positive experience. A really nice family, Chico, Cheryl and daughter, who just brought a lovely farm wanted to volunteer to learn about horses. They spent time with all of our horses but had a special love for Blondie. They were in no hurry to do any more than offer Blondie a loving home and gentle care.
We did a farm check and moved Blondie and another mare to their farm. We said Good-Bye to Blondie and her friend. They all were very happy until a thunderstorm moved in to the North Georgia mountains. One boom was so close, Chico ran out to check on the horses. He was heartbroken to see Blondie on the ground, dead. She had been hit by lightening.
Poor Chico. How can he tell his wife? How could he tell his daughter? How could he tell us at the rescue that our sweet Halflinger cross filly was dead. It was sad for all of us. He questioned why all the cows in the next pasture were not hit. The other horse must have been far enough away to not be hit either. There is no answer to Why. Only more questions. Every storm will remind us of Blondie. Every storm will worry us because of Blondie. Go out and hug your loving animals today..while they are here to hug. We just don't know what tomorrow will bring. We hate this kind of Good-Bye.
Good Bye Blondie, Rest In Peace.