I am so sad, cried out in fact, to report that Quanah crossed over at 10:40 this evening. 5/28. His Native American ceremony will commence tomorrow morning beginning at 9 am, as we lay his earthly body down in the East gate, tobacco in his mouth. Thank you all for your blessings, prayers and donations. Quanah left us with Vet bills we did not expect, so your wonderful donations will go towards those bills. Gallop free dear Quanah...

about BBQ's and beer. No, we remember them all at HorseSisters. All Warriors. But most especially that died to keep our world free. Four years ago, a week before graduation, a young ROTC Lt. was in Melbourne, FL in his brand new, decked out Infinity, with purple neon glowing under his chassis. He knew he needed tires and was getting paid in a few days and would certainly get them put on. Sure enough, he was on very busy 192, sort of an unofficial cruise strip on weekends. Sur

I wish I could tell you Quanah is getting better, but alas, we actually see a severe weakening in his body, as we feed him as many times a day as he wants. He's just wasting away before our eyes. Tuesday we have mobile Vet Dr. Porter coming out from Gainesville to suggest and hopefully provide some further testing on why this wasting is happening. But we can't pay for all these tests without donations from people just like you. We don't have any corporate sponsors, or grants

Quanah has been the most delightful of horses for HorseSisters. He has carefully taught children in our therapeutic and 4-H worlds some fantastic life lessons. He's kind, hard working, and loves to be in the arena. He's really quite fancy and he seems to know he is beautiful. He's had seniors regain their riding skills and blossomed from traumas and operations. But something is dreadfully wrong. Certain horses we have taken in have always been what we in the horse world call