#wild horse

Sparrow Fly

The horse rescue I volunteer at lost a horse this last week.

Her name was Sparrow, and she came to the rescue from South Dakota. She was one of a group of wild horses, and was still in training so she could be adopted eventually. She was pretty shy around most people when I met her, and would stay with her group at the opposite end of the pen while we cleaned. But we found out that the more spent up there, the more curious she was. It was cool when she stopped shying away from the fence when we came to fill the water. It was a big win for me, personally, when she came up behind me one night and started investigating my sleeves and hands. She even let me pet her. After months of giving her space, that was huge.

Like the ranch hands and other volunteers, I’m very sad she passed. It was heartbreaking to hear, and she will be greatly missed.