Our Rescues
Annie and Helen
Someone once recommended to me that I should write a letter to Annie and Helen and tell them everything I love about them. I get as far as "Dear Annie and Helen" . . . and then I fall apart. I am not sure what it is about these two that have such a hold on my heart. I imagine it may be in part because of their disability. As many of you know, I interpret for the deaf at various Boston colleges, and I see firsthand the extra challenges and adversity my students face.
I cannot begin to fathom being a 2,500 pound prey animal with no sight. My emotions for Annie and Helen do not consist of pity. They are emotions that consist of admiration and awe. Their lives are so compelling to me. On Christmas Eve day 2015, my niece texted me to ask if I had seen the YouTube video of the two blind Belgian workhorses needing to be saved from slaughter. My first thought was, It's Christmas . . . impossible. My second thought was, It's Christmas . . . peace, hope, and love. These two needed peace, hope, and love!
I am more than blessed to belong to a family who believes in helping animals in need, so we pooled our resources and brought these two beauties home. The day after coming home, I remember Annie laying down flat out on top of her huge fluffy hay pile in the middle of the paddock area as she realized she and her dear friend Helen were safe from harm and never needed to worry again. I think she had me figured out from day one. That Heidi, she is going to give us everything we need to gain and maintain our health and strength. Yes, Queen Annie, I would gladly give my life for you and sweet Helen. What an honor taking care of them has been for me!
Please note: Annie and Helen were released with love and kindness on October 16th, 2020. They both had some pressing health concerns. Although we miss their physical beauty here on the farm, we feel their loving spirits every day . . . We love you today and always, Annie and Helen!!!
Bonnie and Clyde
We found this team of mules, Bonnie and Clyde, in a kill pen in Pennsylvania in January 2021. As is the case with so many other working animals, after their "usefulness" is exhausted, they are thrown away. Here at Smokey, we feel that working animals deserve a safe and soft place to retire and enjoy each other's company!!! After spending several months in quarantine, they arrived home in March of 2021. They are both very sweet and friendly, and we are so happy to have them here with us. Welcome home, Bonnie and Clyde!!!
Bud and Rex
Bud and Rex joined our family in January 2021. Bud and Rex are Belgian work horses and they are in their late twenties. They lived with a local Rhode Island family for the majority of their lives, but health issues on the part of the caretakers forced them to surrender this handsome team. We are honored to offer Bud and Rex lifetime sanctuary . . .
Please note: Rex passed away in April of 2022 due to a severe case of colic. I treasure the moments I wrapped my arms around your big strong neck and just loved you . . . Thank you for being a part of my life, Rex . . .
Diane
Watch this short film featuring Diane’s journey home to Smokey Chestnut Farm Rescue!
Please note: Diane passed away in June of 2022 due to some very serious medical concerns. We believe that she knew how very much she was loved, adored, and treasured. We believe it was that level of support and commitment that allowed her to want her wings to fly . . .
Dory
Please meet this sweetheart named Dory. Dory joined the Smokey Chestnut Farm herd in July of 2019. We were asked to give Dory a home because she was chronically coming up lame. She is a 12-year-old Quarter Horse. Dory spends most of her time with the pinto ponies, Hope and Faith. She and Hope are especially close friends! If a volunteer or visitor needs someone to brush and spend time with, Dory is the one. Dory is a gift! She is happy if you brush her, sing to her, braid her mane, feed her treats, or paint her toes. She loves attention, and she loves people. She is an integral part of the SCF family, and we are grateful she found her way to us! She is such a sweetie pie!!!
Faith and Hope
This mother and daughter team we found in a kill pen in Pennsylvania in 2017. They were probably three and five years old when they arrived here. They are thought to be Chincoteague ponies . . . from an island off the coast of Virginia. They were extremely reliant on each other when they first arrived . . . always side by side. These two ponies are rebels to the core. They are able to go in and out of their stalls all night long. They do NOT appreciate being closed in. One would think that lots of fluffy shavings and fresh piles of hay would be enough to encourage them to stay in in the winter storms we have, but no, when I look out the window to "check on things" they are out in the thick of it running and bucking and having a good 'ole time for themselves! Little by little, they have settled down. Hope is especially fond of Dory. Nice to have a daughter and a friend!
Freddie Mercury
Freddie, similar to his friend Gregory, is a Standardbred and lived the same life path as Gregory (racing and then pulling buggies for the Amish). However, Freddie found himself in the kill pen, with an exhausted body and mind, much earlier than Gregory. He is only in his mid teens. Smokey Chestnut Farm rescued him in the spring of 2019. I was struggling to find a fitting name for him. I did not know him well. I just knew he was different . . . a bit aloof, not particularly fond of people, eccentric in his physical structure and mannerisms and intriguing and soulful and intelligent all at the same time.
He would self soothe by bobbing his head and stepping back and forth. Animals experience trauma in the same ways people do. Some animals "easily" forgive and forget (GREGORY!!!). Others hang on to their past. They say it takes rescued animals on average six to 12 months to settle in and feel safe. It has been about a year now that Freddie Mercury has been with me, and he is slowly taking down some of the barriers.
He and Gregory are the best of friends, and I think it is Gregory's relaxed nature that is helping Freddie on his journey of healing! I honor Freddie "where he is now" and tell him, It's okay, you don't NEED to like people . . . Often I don't either!!! Haha! We here at SCF love Queen and Freddie Mercury, the musician, and Freddie Mercury, the horse! Both Freddie's . . . you rock!!!
Gregory
Gregory is our newest rescue here at SCF. Many of you joined our community because you heard of his compelling story. Any one of you who knows me knows that, although I love EVERY animal, the ones that absolutely rip my beating heart right out of my chest are the older ones and the disabled ones. The older ones being discarded and sent to slaughter actually ruffle EVERY feather I have (if I had feathers)!!! These older souls have served their master for a lifetime, and they deserve to be thanked for their service with kindness and compassion. The first image I saw of Gregory was him standing with an ill fitting bridle looking confused and concerned. Then I saw the video of the ignorant riding him, pulling so hard on his mouth that Gregory held it wide open. Then I saw the description that he was nearly 30 years old and was still wearing four road shoes which clearly indicated he was still working right up until that point in time. A horse who is nearly 30 could be compared to a person in their late 80s.
Most Standardbreds live the life of racing for a few years and then are sold to pull buggies for the Amish taking families everywhere they need to go. This entails running on the hard pavement and competing with cars and trucks . . . facing all the environmental elements (extreme heat, rain, cold, ice and snow) including pollution from all the vehicles passing them by. When I saw the video, that was it for me. I thought, I don't know how I can pull this off financially, but I also knew if I did nothing to help him I could and would NEVER forgive myself. I did not know whether he had five days to live or 25 years to live, but I did know that, they were NOT going to kill him!!!
And so the adrenaline started pumping . . . praying, talking to myself (yes, I do that!) and reaching out to everyone I could think of that might support Gregory financially and/or vibrationally. A transporter got him to New Bolton Equine Hospital in Pennsylvania where Gregory's first angel appeared, Dr. Michelle Abraham. Gregory was very ill from being in that stressful and filthy place, and we knew his prognosis was very guarded, but day by day, we deferred to him and supported him fully, but we agreed that we would stop trying when he stopped trying.
Day by day, he brightened and got stronger. Day by day, the staff fell in love with his kind and loving spirit. Five weeks after he arrived, he was cleared to come home to Massachusetts. January 1, 2020 . . . A new year . . . A new life!!! Gregory thanks each and every one of you for helping him in any way you have seen fit. He continues to amaze me with his beauty and swiftness. He and his good friend, Freddie Mercury, run up and down the fence line playing tag and jumping around on their rear legs. Boys will be boys!!! Sir, Sweet, and Saint are all of his prefixes! Haha!
Harvest Moon and Oreo
Two years ago, I saw on social media via video a horse in a kill pen in Missouri that could hardly breathe and she was heavily lactating. My first reaction was, wow, that must have been really pleasant delivering a baby when you can barely catch your own breath. She was weak and thin and unstable. I could see that others felt the same concern that I did, and that is why everyone was putting in whatever spare change they could find to at least remove her from that situation and have her euthanized if necessary. Because I paid her remaining bail necessary to get her out, she somehow magically became mine!!! Mine, oh, mine . . . What a gift to myself!!! Transportation was arranged and she made it safely to quarantine by the light of the full Harvest Moon. Thus, her beautiful name.
When she was in quarantine, she met the sweet/fresh, cute/develish (you get the point!) mini horse we named Oreo. What a team they became . . . inseparable!!! It was clear while in quarantine that Harvest had no intentions of giving up on her life. She became stronger and stronger, and so it was time to get her home to Massachusetts to see how we could best assist her and her lack of breath. Upon scoping her, our vets, Dr. Kendyl Foristal and Anne Schwartz, determined that her airway was almost fully constricted and that surgery was her only hope of survival. So off she and Oreo went to Myhre Equine Clinic in Rochester, New Hampshire where she underwent two surgical procedures to open up her airway enough to let her breathe comfortably. They even let Oreo stay with her for comfort measures!
In fact, when surgery was completed, Harvest heard Oreo calling for her from the back of the clinic, and the assistants said they had all they could do to restrain Harvest from running them over to get back to Oreo, so they decided (I mean Harvest decided!) it was best to let her recover in the stall with Oreo. To say she is strong willed is an understatement! Many people who come to visit our rescue are very drawn to Harvest. She has "a way" about her . . . She has undergone adversity and still insists on drawing from her inner strength and makes the compassionate choice to share that inner strength with others who are open to receiving it.
Lucky
Lucky came to live at Smokey in 2022 at the age of 23. Prior to that, she was a star lesson and show pony. Her caretaker realized it was time to let her retire and live the life of leisure. Lucky is a well-mannered polite lady, and we are so happy she is spending her golden years with us.
Mama and Pumbaa
In August of 2019, we received a request to take two potbelly pigs. These two cuties were found at a local cultural festival being sold for roasting purposes. The caring couple scooped them up and kept them safe in their unsuspecting back yard until we could build a proper living space for them. They have been a wonderful addition to Smokey Chestnut Farm. Just love all their adorable pig noises!!!
Merlot
For those of you who do not know his story, he came to us as a stray. I named him Merlot because he's a "winer." Dear Lord, is he a whiner! When he first came about five years ago, he would hang around the property for a couple of days and then he would go off for a couple of days and then a couple of days after that he would return. I said to him, Merlot, I'm not a male cat, but I think I know what you're up to and your fun needs to stop, Mister! Haha! It took a long time for me to be able to pet him, let alone pick him up and put him in a carrier to take him to the vet, but eventually we got it done, and after that point in time, he never ever left the property again! Guess he figured, what's the point? He follows me around from paddock to paddock as I clean. I enjoy him most when he just sits here and keeps me company.
Snickerdoodles, Pepper, and Rose
Please meet Snickerdoodles, Pepper, and Rose. Pepper and Rose are sisters about four years old and Snickerdoodles is about eight years old. An older gentleman from our community reached out and asked if we could help. He found a working farm in a nearby community that was willing to take them. When we said we were willing to provide a home for them, he gratefully said now he KNOWS they will be safe instead of just HOPING they will be safe!
Zilla
We would like to introduce you to Zilla, a Standardbred who lived a very similar life to Gregory and Freddie Mercury . . . raced for a few years as a youngster, then pulled buggies for the Amish community, then ended up in a kill pen in his early teens. This handsome boy was bailed last March and was taken in by a rescue that offered him a life in the fields . . . Acres and acres of pasture and running streams and dozens of pasture mates, but the flip side to this lifestyle was no winter blankets, no stall filled with shavings, no warm water when it was cold, and no individualized food and supplements schedule to meet his specific needs. In March 2020, his sponsor (a Standardbred advocate) reached out to me and asked if we here at Smokey could take over his care as the field life had not served him well. I said we would be willing to do the best we could to help him. He came under our care in April of 2020. In just this short time, he has blossomed into this GORGEOUS YOUNG MAN . . . (I call them all young men!!! Haha!!!) These Standardbreds make me so proud and sad all at the same time . . . Proving their worth three times over . . . all the while simply wanting to try their best and serve their masters and be loved . . . So deserving . . . Hoping the Standardbred community someday invests thought into how to prevent these amazing souls from ending up in the kill pens!!! These pics are a combination of what he looked like when he came to Massachusetts in April and the awesomeness he boasts TODAY!!! Such a good boy!!!