Jasmine, a 5 year old TB mare
found herself at a feedlot. She was frightened and did not know how
she would survive this. When Jasmine got to AFER we saw that her
hooves were just continual lines of fever rings. Fever rings are
caused by stress. The farrier stated that she seemed to have gone
through the toughest time of any of the horses. She now needed some time
to settle in.
September 2007: Jasmine is still awaiting a forever home. She
is healthy and happy, but has no person to call her own. She is
small for a TB being about 15.2-15.3h and has a slight build. She
would suit a delicate rider after she is completely trained. She is
a perfect hunter prospect. Very natural hunter. Photos coming!
February 20, 2008: Due to time constraints the sweet girl is not yet
trained for riding. She was kicked by a neighbors pony and suffered
a nasty wound which is finally healing up well. She will be
available at this time only to a knowledgeable, gentle horseman or will
remain on at Amaryllis until time allows further training.
Jasmine is remaining on with Mayor as they are truly in love. The
eat together, sleep leaning on each other and Mayor steps aside to allow
Jasmine to walk into the barn. We refuse to separate this union.
Please donate to help them stay together always.
has been the quiet babysitter for numerous troubled and young horses who
have come into Amaryllis for 3 years now. As an older horse upon
arrival, she had the sense and acquired intelligence necessary to become a
real asset to us in assisting other horses. As years passed and her
wards were adopted and moved on, she finally became a good mate of
Mayor's. When Mayor's health turned violently for the worse all of a
sudden, she was at his side and has never since left it. He is doing
amazingly well now and she is a big reason. They live together on
the Estate Sanctuary in Watermill and share an enormous paddock and
equally gigantic stall, allowing them to roam and rest as desired.
The love shared between the fancy ex show horse and the underfed mustang
from the feedlot is one for the record books...or the fairytale books.
But real it is and grateful they are to have a place to call home and hide
from the rough real world.