04/01/2025
Beau and Candy, two rescues at Casey's Safe Haven, both just shy of 50 years old, and both, just like all the rescued animals at Casey's--desperately in need of your help.
Both of these lil guys arrived from a pony ride facility where they suffered through and endured years and years of abuse. Each of them handled their situation differently: Beau became violent, reactive, and learned to hate people; Candy--always happy and upbeat--decided her situation was not going to bring her down.
Both of these minis are just shy of 50; each looks and acts like they are in their teens. That, is all due to the care, the medical care, and the diets, love, and attention they receive at Casey's.
Many of you have asked for updates on the Casey's situation--they are still in desperate need of funding to help them through this terrible turn of events.
Because it is that important..........we're reposting
Prince Post 688--It Takes a Village
Over the last few years, all of you were first introduced to, and I’d like to think, have come to love or at least respect Prince and the journey he endured through and came out on top, from. I think most, if not all, understand and appreciate the time and effort that is required to confront, survive, and then train a horse like Prince. But, what you probably do not know is that with a horse like Prince, it takes a whole lot more than a good trainer, lots of training hours, and lots of luck.
We all know that Prince spent his first 10 years locked in a stall to never be handled, never interact with other horses, never receive training, never see the sun, never experience rain and snow, and to never taste a blade of grass. From there he was drugged, gelded, transported to sale, and sold to an unsuspecting, soon-to-be, victim. And we all know that in a matter of seconds, he nearly killed that person. In the subsequent hours, many rescues were contacted and asked to take him in; all said, no way. Of course, they said no; rightfully they said no—this was a horse who would not hesitate to try and kill someone. One rescue said yes, just one rescue: Casey’s Safe Haven. Somehow, they managed to get Prince to their facility, where he promptly rewarded their efforts by nearly killing a second person.
Everyone would have understood if at that point, they had said enough was enough. But, they did not and as we all know, they reached out to me and well, the rest is history. That isn’t the end of the story when it comes to Prince and Casey’s; it is merely the very beginning. It is merely the beginning because no matter how good your training regiment is, no matter how good or great your trainer is, it takes so much more.
In Prince’s case, Casey’s did everything right. And take it from one who has been called upon to evaluate the worst of the worst horses, at rescues throughout this country, there are some who do it right, and there are many who do it wrong. I’ve visited trainers and rescues where horses have been taken in to make a name for someone, to be exploited for financial gains, and as a fundraising, sale, or marketing ploy. I’ve seen instances where a horse’s problems and needs are not understood, respected, and properly worked with. I’ve watched as troubled horses with serious problems are forced into training work and expectations that totally fail to respect the depth of their many issues.
Thankfully, Prince saw none of that at Casey’s Safe Haven. From the moment I stepped into the picture, my many demands were met, respected, and enforced. He was kept away from other horses and people. No one, and I mean no one, was permitted to lounge around his barricaded off stall, talk to him, or make a spectacle of him; all things we quickly learned which set him off. He was provided a first-class diet to reverse years of malnutrition, lack of vitamins, sunlight, and proper care. We slow walked everything, and when I say slow, I mean SLOW. There were no expectations of or for him, so there was no pressure. Neither he, nor his story were exploited for any reason—be it monetary, marketing, or otherwise. He was given the space, and the time, to decompress and then, start all over.
My training, my work with Prince would have meant nothing, would have progressed to nowhere if any of these things had been any different. No price can be placed on things like consistency, reliability, protection, and feeling safe and not threatened when trying to do a hard reset on a deeply troubled, profoundly dangerous, untrained horse. In Prince’s case, it took a while, but once he realized he was in a safe place, his mind could settle and he could at least, entertain the idea of being handled and trained. It would be easy for me to take all the credit, but it would not be the truth; it would not be the reality of what it took.
In Prince’s case—it took a village.
And now, that village, that place that saved Prince when no others would, or could, finds itself in need of a village to save them. Casey’s has lost their lease and is in desperate need of funding to secure a home for their horses, to pay for ongoing operating costs, legal bills, feed, hay, and medical bills. With rescues disappearing at an alarming rate, I truly believe that those of us who love horses cannot sit idly by as one of the good ones is facing a tragic set of circumstances. Share, share, share the post. Donate if you can. Talk, talk, and talk to anyone who will listen and share Prince’s story and share the story of Casey’s—a rescue and sanctuary full of horses like Prince. No, they may not all be licensed killers like Prince, but most share tragic stories, serious social dysfunction, and/or profound medical problems.
Without you help, all of the Casey’s animals, Prince, and these amazing near Quinquagenarians Beau and Candy, will be homeless.
https://caseyssafehaven.org/
GofundMe from a volunteer: https://gofund.me/e8f9782b