Kestrel: adopted 05/23/2023

When you know, you know. This is just how it works with me and rescue animals. It’s a connection I can’t explain, but it drives me to do… well crazy things! It’s just plain and simple how I roll. Kestrel is an undeniably gorgeous mustang from a northern Nevada herd, rounded up, as they do with mustangs nowadays. Standby as I will be doing an entire blog on the situation concerning the American Mustang, trust me, it is not what you think it is… 

It was actually Kestrel’s mother who was rounded up, most likely with the cruel use of helicopters, into a holding pen, pregnant with Kestrel. Our girl was born in captivity, never getting to experience the wild her herd called home before their fate turned bad. She was adopted out, with most likely with the best of intentions to someone who taught her to trust humans, wear a halter, load in a trailer. But not much else.

Most unfortunately, through no fault of her own, she ended up at a Texas auction, a nasty place that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. Let us never forget that horses are an industry. Capitalism leaves nothing in its wake. Horses are worth money, and so they are weighed and traded and sold and resold, their fates so scary it keeps me up at night.

But not for her, not for my girl. She was rescued and given a second change at life. Thanks to the wonderful women who spotted her and thought: no, not this one, she won’t be another number in a trailer heading for the boarder.

She is now safe, and stuck with this misfit crew forever. Hopefully she likes us?! How could you not?! I know I’m deeply in love.