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Fundraiser tomorrow!

Sat, Jan 28 2012 11:26 AM | Permalink
So I hope to see everyone at our fundraiser tomorrow at the Beer Garden (formerly Mulchaeys) in Centereach, 3 pm till 11 pm!! Please stop by for a great time, $10 at the door, huge Chinese auction, tons of bands and comedians performing! Should be a great time. Hope to see you there!

Quick congratulations to Sugar, Chip, and Chance on their recent adoptions!!!
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EBay!

Tue, Jan 24 2012 06:52 PM | Permalink
So I've started an eBay store to raise extra funds for the horses of Project Sage. Please check it out and bid on some stuff! If you have some stuff laying around your house or barn that you don't need consider donating to us for our eBay store, it will help the horses!!

http://www.ebay.com/sch/projectsage/m.html

I had a photo shoot today with an amazing photographer, Cadie Pagano. She is seriously talented and her pictures are amazing! I will post her website once she finishes it up. Here is a sample from my shoot, let me know if your interested in having your own shoot!!!

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Come to our next fundraiser!

Sat, Jan 21 2012 04:33 AM | Permalink
Project Sage Horse Rescue Benefit Show

3:30 pm - 11:30 pm

Sunday, January 29th 2012

Live Music by:
... Boon Dock Saints
Jake Incao
Brand Of Julez
Track 7 Band
Crimson Street
Kreaux

Comedic Performances By:
Key Fitz
Monica Taller
Brad Laz
Jeffrey Paul
Calvin Roy

Hosting:
Frederick Fret

Doors open at 3pm

Live Music & Raffles

Tickets $10 - 100% of all proceeds will go directly to Project Sage!! All persons under the age of 18 must be accompanied with a parent or guardian. For more information on how to get tickets call 516-502-2743.

www.projectsagehorserescue.com
Mulcahy's Pub & Concert Hall (Centereach)
1702 Middle Country Road, Centereach, NY 11720
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Happy New Year

Sun, Jan 8 2012 04:03 PM | Permalink
I know I keep saying I will update my blog more but I've been so busy! Max, Charlie, And Spice were all adopted into loving families and a bunch of horses headed to foster homes for the winter months.

We had a wonderful holiday season at Project Sage, the barn was packed with volunteers on Christmas and new years! Such a relieve for me having the help!

Today I took a ride to PA to stock up on grain for the month and visit all the horses that we board there. You can really feel the winter in PA, I guess Long Island has been spoiling us with nice weather the past few weeks, hopefully it stays this way so we can keep the warm weather!

For everyone that has had the honor of meeting our oldest resident, Apache, he's doing much better after being under the weather for a few days. After blood work and numerous vet visits we found no issues so he's hanging in there. I have to say he's pretty frisky for an old guy, I've been giving him extra treats and the past few days he's been frisking me for cookies, guess he knows I'm a sucker and always have them in my pockets. My logic is that he deserves tons of cookies, he was a police horse then faced some serious neglect. He worked hard and never really enjoyed a retirement like most cops, so I'm giving him the best retirement I possibly can. He has a young girl at the barn, Brianna, who is the light of his life. I swear that kid keeps that old horse going, he lights up when she walks into the barn. Kids and horses, it's seriously magical. Every horse deserves to be loved by a little girl at one point in their life, Apache just had to wait to his older years to find his little girl. I guess that's when he needed her the most. He's one lucky horse because Brianna is one heck of a kid, she devotes her weekends to the rescue, every moment she can spend there she does. She is like a mini me, I'm glad to be able to teach her how to do things so she can grow up to be just as knowledgable as I have become. I hope she sticks with horses, she really has the knack for it. Her mom is a vet tech and has given countless hours to helping me and spending time pampering Apache. I'm blessed to have families like Brianna and her mom to help me.

Well I think that's it for now, stay warm everyone and hug your horses

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Hay for the holidays

Wed, Dec 14 2011 03:56 AM | Permalink
Thank you to Marion and Carol for the hay donations!!! What a wonderful way to help the horses this holiday season! You can donate hay too, all it takes is a phone call to Agway in Hicksville, they will deliver any donations to us! We can always use hay and shavings!!! There number is 516-931-0342, all you have to tell them is you would like to donate to Project Sage!

We are now selling "I do not support horse slaughter, mr. Obama" magnets for your car! Email donnakye@hotmail.com if you would like to purchase one! They are just $10!

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Dog needs a new home

Mon, Nov 21 2011 03:39 PM | Permalink
The dog in the picture is Ginger, a 1 yr old female who needs a new home, she needs a high energy family! She is wonderful with kids and other animals! If you know anyone that can give Ginger a home please contact me! She weighs approx 35 lbs, she's the perfect barn dog!!!
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Happy weekend!

Sat, Nov 19 2011 02:29 AM | Permalink
Happy Saturday, hope everyone enjoyed my Sugar Creek story, feel free to pass it on to friends and family to spread the word about our rescue.

Yesterday we headed upstate to drop off Amico at his new foster. He's spending the winter there with a great family. He got to go with all new blankets thanks to Danielle! He looked awesome in his hunter green and navy sheet. His foster has a big sheep and two other rescued horses, plenty of new friends for Amico!

Today I'm heading to PA to bring Husky to his new home, I'm so thrilled this wonderful guy now has a family to call his own! I'll also get to visit Cricket and Saber today, two horses that were adopted. I'm excited to see them, they have a wonderful home now with Joan and her family!

We are also taking Delilah to be trained by Molly in PA. By the spring Delilah will be a new pony, I'm looking forward to seeing her learn. My theory is if a horse has a job it is easier to find a new home, we try to put training into all of our horses and ponies.

I'm looking forward to seeing all our friends and horses in PA this weekend, I should have some pictures for everyone early next week.

Please bare with us while our website goes through some changes. Cadie, our photographer, is taking over the site and plans on making some changes. Hopefully adding some things as well!

Enjoy the weekend, stay warm!

PS: we are now selling magnets that say "my other ride is a rescued horse" for your car, truck, and trailer! They are $10, contact Donna at donnakye@hotmail.com to buy yours to support our wonderful rescue horses!!
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Sugar Creek Horse Auction

Wed, Nov 16 2011 08:02 PM | Permalink
We drove up and down the rolling hills of Ohio with our trailer in tow on the way to a place hidden behind a tourist town where people walked happily shopping at the small shops.  I suppose people that visit the town of Sugar Creek don’t realize that off the beaten path every Friday a horse auction is held where horses are sold to slaughter for pennies on the dollar.  We arrived at Sugar Creek Livestock Auction early Friday morning, parking our trailer and venturing inside.  The pens were already packed with horses of all colors and breeds, packed in like sardines with not much space to move.  Hay and water were nowhere in sight for most of these horses.  They stood solemnly waiting for the end to come, waiting to be sold to a kill buyer to be loaded onto a trailer for the long ride to Canada. 
I had imagined in my head how difficult it would be to choose just a few horses but when I started walking through the pens it became so real.  These horses did not deserve to be in this awful place with stickers hot glued to their rumps.  When they walked into Sugar Creek they lost their name, their identity, their purpose.  They were now just a number, a number to be sold for a few hundred bucks to the highest bidder.
I could say I’ve become hardened to many things in the rescue world but nothing can prepare you to walk through Sugar Creek, it’s the bottom of the barrel, the worst place a horse could end up.  I began my search for the horses that I would rescue.  We looked through the pens and started jotting down numbers of horses that tugged at our hearts. 
The pens are packed with horses so evaluating them is very difficult.  In a 10x12 pen there were 6 horses; one had a note glued to him.  It read “awesome trail horse, very sweet, easy going”.   He pushed through the other horses and came over and nuzzled my hand.  He looked bewildered as to why he was packed in with so many other horses.  He was a blue roan with remarkable coloring.  We jotted down his number and kept walking through.  Every time we would think we looked in every pen they would unload 25 more horses, by 10 am there was over 300 horses jammed into the small pens.  The more horses they added the more screams you would hear.  Horses screaming for their lives, horses getting separated from their friends, horses screaming for their owners that had dumped them there. 
I watched a women drop off a young foal and its mother.  She signed the paper and walked away from them without a second thought.  I asked myself what was the point of breeding this mare when she would be dumped at an auction with her young colt that was clinging to her side scared to be touched.  I assume he did not have any handling and probably sat out in a field.  He had a long white blaze and looked petrified of everything around him. 
A large Belgian mare was stuffed into a pen with a group of standardbreds, she could hardly move around and had the look of exhaustion on her face.  We stroked her face and told her it would be ok.  You could see into her soul when you looked into her eyes, the soul of a horse that had worked for years on an Amish farm and was dumped at Sugar Creek like she was an old tractor being dumped at the junk yard.  Her number quickly went onto our list; she won us all over with her huge heart.
I watched horses of all breeds packed into pens, kicking and squealing, fighting for a few strands of hay on the floor.  Many of them stood in the corners with their noses almost touching the ground, it’s the look you see on a horse that has given up all hope, given up on humans.  As we walked past a pen packed with 40 bay horses one stood out in the crowd, she had a blank look on her face, her lip drooped.  She was non responsive to touch, it was as if she was a shell, her soul was gone.  We all scratched her and tried to get her to respond to us but she just hung her head low.  She was identical to about 10 other mares in that pen but she was the one that drew us all in.
I wish I could write about every horse that called out to me that day but the list is too long, horses in every pen stuck their noses through the wood for a scratch.   They begged me to pet them, to reassure them, to give them hope.  I held back tears as I pet each nose, telling them it would be ok.  The amount of horses was overwhelming; I wished I had a bigger trailer, more funds, more space.  So many horses called out to me that day, their faces are still burned into my head.  A little chestnut mare with a unique blaze pushed her way through a group of high strung horses to get a sniff at my hand.  She had a cute face and a great personality.  She was filthy, skinny, and in need of some major care.  I liked her; I liked her ambition to get to me from the other side of the pen, I liked her way of speaking to me through her eyes.  She went on my list along with a few other horses from this pen.  My list was longer then I wanted it to be, I would have to pick who to bid on soon enough.
Just a few minutes before the auction was to begin I found a tiny pen filled with trash and some baby goats.  They still had their umbilical cords on and looked to be about a day old.  They screamed for their mother, it was heart breaking.  One of them curled up in a ball in the corner of the pen barely hanging onto life.  I put my fingers through the wood and stroked his head; he barely had a heartbeat.  They already had “Slaughter Only” tags on and they had not been on this earth for more than 24 hours.  The world was showing these baby goats just how cruel it could be.  One baby was sucking on my finger, craving a good meal.  I pet them all and had a tough time walking away.
The auction began and they brought in the baby goats to be sold first.  They were selling quickly and when the one came through that was sucking on my finger we just had to bid.  He was mine for just $16.  They tossed him up to me and he sat on my lap like a dog.  The horses started running through in a flash, it all went so quick I did not know how we would possibly be able to bid on the horses that we wanted.  They ran every horse through loose; you had seconds to look at the horse, seconds to figure out if the horse was on our list.  A few horses that I had my eye on ran through and all sold to slaughter.  It was so quick, not like any other auction I’ve been to.  They opened the door, a horse ran in, they opened up the door on the other side, the horse ran out.  It was like a video on repeat.
Our Belgian was sent into the ring and they started bidding, we tried to get a bid in, they did not even look into the stands, they just looked at the kill buyers lined up in the ring.  I stomped my boot on the floor and yelled.  We got in a bid and kept bidding till she was ours.   They shuffled her out of the ring within 30 seconds of her entering.  They had probably run through 50 horses at this point.
The blue roan that I liked was sent through, I noticed him only by his color.  Again it was hard to get a bid in; they didn’t pay much attention to the people sitting in the stands.  We were bidding against Baker for this horse and won.  If it was not for us being there this “quiet trail horse” would have been slaughtered, no one would have ever been able to sit on this trust worthy horse and head out on a nice trail.  Now he had a new lease on life.  Soon after the blue roan a nice paint horse was rode through, one of the 10 horses that was rode through the auction.  He was cute as a button and quiet as can be.  He didn’t seem to care about what was going on around him, he just trotted along.  We decided to bid on him, again we were bidding against a kill buyer.  I noticed that not one person in the stands was bidding; they were all just there to watch the show.  Since the auction had started not one horse besides the ones we had purchased had sold private, they had all sold to slaughter.  We bid on the little paint horse and won, he deserved a second chance just like every other horse there that day.
I watched tons of sound, fat, healthy horses run through the auction, all selling to kill buyers.  After they were sold they were put in the pen of the kill buyer that had just purchased them.  Every kill buyer had a designated pen that would soon be packed with horses that would either head to Canada and Mexico to meet a cruel end.  It was sickening to watch, pregnant mares, quarter horses, ponies, horses of every color all jammed in together waiting for the end.
The mare and colt were run through quickly and the colt sold for just $10.  They both sold to separate kill buyers and were quickly torn apart to be put in different pens.  This colt was not ready to be torn away from his mother; he was still nursing and was probably about three to four months old.  He let out high pitched screams calling to her.  She must have known that it was the end for them both because she never did return his desperate screams.  She was already jammed in a pen with 50 other horses.
The mare with the strange face marking ran through quickly.  I would have never known it was her if she did not turn to look at me.  It was as if she was yelling out “hey you over there, look at my weird blaze, HELP ME!”.  We bid on her, we won, she trotted right out and took one more quick glance in our direction.   There was something about this mare that made me smile; she had a personality to die for even in this horrific place.
Around 20 bay horses ran through the auction, we were unable to find the mare that had looked so defeated in the pen, I assume she sold to slaughter with the rest of them; the fast paced auction was claiming the lives of hundreds of horses that day including the bay mare that had given up.  I assume she knew that there was nothing to live for and she had tuned herself out to what was going on around her. 
The auction ended quickly, we began preparing our trailer for the journey home.  I took a walk through the pens during this time and watched the workers labeling the horses for slaughter right there on the spot.  They separated them with some technique, possibly by weight, and loaded them onto slaughter trucks.  They were packed in and all I was able to see was noses sticking out the holes of the tractor trailers.  Different colors and sizes and they were all heading to the same place, I hoped they would reassure one another that they soon would be in the green pastures in heaven.
I spotted the little colt in a pen with another mare, not his mother, standing in the back, scared to death.  Getting him to approach me was impossible but who would blame him.  He had never met a nice person, why should he trust me now.  We approached the kill buyer that had purchased him and he told us to just take him.  I was elated; I wanted to show this baby all the love in the world.  He was not even halter broke but we managed to get him on the trailer with little trouble.  After he was loaded all I could think about was his mother, she was one of the noses already on the tractor trailer.  In the moment I said a prayer for her, and for all the horses I was unable to help that day.  I promised her that I would treat her son like my own and would give him all that this world had to offer.   I hope that she saw her precious baby load onto the trailer of a “good guy” and know that he was safe and would never be put in the position she was in. 
Just as we were getting ready to leave we spotted the bay mare with her head in the corner of a kill pen, we watched a worker scramble her into the line of horses getting slaughter tags put on.  She had her head hung low; it was so close to the end.  We called out and asked to purchase her; she was next in line to be tagged.  They stopped tagging horses for a moment and got her out on the line up.  She lifted her head and started at me, I suppose she was in shock and disbelieve.  I through a halter on her and walked her to the trailer.  I could already see her eyes brighten. 
Six lucky horses came home to Project Sage that day, six horses out of hundreds.  Everyone tells me “you can’t change the world” but that day I changed the world of six lucky horses, in my eyes thats one good day.  Viola, Husky, Charm, Chance, Spice, and Opie all have a second chance because of the amazing supporters of Project Sage Horse Rescue.  I thank everyone that donated to our trip the Sugar Creek Horse Auction.  It was one of the most heart wrenching experiences of my life and I still can remember the faces of many of the horses that I was unable to help. 
Today the colt that lost his mother is living happily on our farm in Northport, waiting for his forever home.  He was named Chance, the most fitting name for him.  He is the most outgoing foal I have ever had the opportunity to work with and has become the light of my life.  I try to keep true to the promise I made to his mother every day, he sports a Rambo blanket and a leather halter and enjoys the luxuries of carrots and treats.  Every day he makes us laugh and smile, I cannot imagine what would have happened to baby Chance had Project Sage not been at Sugar Creek that day.  Please take this time to visit our web site www.projectsagehorserescue.org to visit the horses we have for adoption and make a donation in honor of one of these amazing horses.  Thank you for your support!
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One more thing for the day...

Wed, Nov 16 2011 07:00 PM | Permalink
Our fundraising coordinator just started a wonderful new fundraiser!!

 Project Sage is now selling hardcover copies of "The Outside of a Horse" SIGNED BY AUTHOR GINNY RORBY. The cost is $20 per book. If you need it shipped, please add $3 to cover shipping. All proceeds to benefit the horses of Project Sage. To order, please paypal to donnakye@hotmail.com. The books will also be available at the barn in Northport between 9 am - 3 pm.  If you have any questions regarding this fundraiser please e-mail Donna at donnakye@hotmail.com.

These make amazing christmas gifts, I just bought my copy today and I can tell you it's an awsome book!  I'm hooked after the first few pages, this book is good for girls and women of all ages and touches on the horse rescue subject which I love!  The hard cover makes it such a nice gift, so tell everyone you know about this great book so we can sell a bunch! 
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Contest!!!

Wed, Nov 16 2011 06:53 PM | Permalink
Want to win an ipod?  Want to win $400 for Project Sage?  Then enter this contest once a day, everyday, for the next two weeks!  It's as easy as that!  Just enter Project Sage Horse Rescue and you can win and ipod and $400 for Project Sage!!!

http://www.rescuedismyfavoritebreed.org/win4.htm

Give us a BIG chance to win this contest and tell all your friends and family about it too!!!
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