Woodstock Farm anctuary
September 2017
Atlas is slowly realizing that we aren’t going to make him work and that when we come and spend time with him, we bring cookies or a brush to groom him, not a harness and collar.
Atlas
There is a new beautiful resident here at Woodstock Farm Sanctuary, Atlas
the horse.
Atlas wears the scars of pulling a plow on his chest and back. He was
probably used on a farm and then auctioned off to be used as a carriage
horse or for some other task. But as he has a bad leg that will never heal,
he was again sent to auction where he was going to be sold for meat.
Now our rescued yearling Trident has a friend – and he is so excited! Trident hasn’t been around other horses since he was separated from his mother when he was three months old.
Atlas and Trident
Atlas’ calm and gentle demeanor complements Trident’s boisterous
personality very well and the two are already getting along. The horse
pasture is against the woods and deer have been coming up to the fence to
see this new big beautiful resident of the farm.
Because he was used as a work horse, Atlas is used to people; but he doesn’t
see them as friendly. He’s slowly realizing that we aren’t going to make him
work and that when we come and spend time with him, we bring cookies or a
brush to groom him, not a harness and collar. One day soon we know he will
realize that Woodstock Sanctuary is his home and he will never be exploited
again.
When people hear the stories of Atlas and Trident, they’re often surprised
to hear that a lot of horses end up as meat. But every month, thousands are
shipped to Canada for slaughter. The horses on those death transports are
hurt race horses, old carriage horses, or riding horses that are no longer
wanted. Like other farmed animals, they are bred for a specific use and then
end up at slaughterhouses — they just have longer lives than farmed animals
who are bred to be eaten.
Atlas is here now because of our supporters…your generosity saved his life
and will allow us to tell his story to save other horses from exploitation
and death.
When you come visit, please walk over and say “welcome” to Atlas. He no
longer carries the weight of the world on his shoulders.
Welcome home, sweet boy.
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