Rest In Grace, Old Gentleman

Every now and then, we are reminded how fragile life is. Every now and again a horse, like a shooting star, comes into our lives and shines brilliantly; commanding our complete attention, then disappearing in only a moment.

Such was Forrest. Even though his appearance was startling when he arrived, Forrest’s star shone so brightly that we could not help being optimistic about his chances. Then, in the blink of an eye, the star faded and vanished into the night sky.

Horses like Forrest sometimes have a bigger impact on the Sanctuary than those that live with us for years. We remember most vividly the horses we could not offer even a few months of full stomachs, soft bedding and compatible herdmates.

To that end, we hereby dedicate Traveller’s Rest Equine Elders Sanctuary to the memory of all horses, like Forrest, for whom help came too late.

Rest In Grace, Old Gentleman.