Bluebonnet Equine Humane Society

Fostering Testimonials

I Have Become a Much Better Horseperson Because of Bluebonnet

Fostering is so much more rewarding then buying/selling because with Bluebonnet it’s all about what is best for the horse!  Rescuing without an organization is too risky to take on one’s own.  One of my foster horses had a broken jaw, one had a sarcoid tumor, one was sun poisoned, one was the pasture tyrant.  Each one of them, once rehabilitated, had so much to offer as a riding partner and without Bluebonnet they may have died.  Bluebonnet has supported me with training questions, medical needs and a place to serve and give back in the area I am most passionate about. My husband swears these horses know we are helping them, they seem appreciative of the attention and love they receive.  I usually fall in love with them just as they are ready to be adopted.  My husband thought we’d be collecting horses, lol!  I can’t help the next horse without an adopter to take the one I’ve just helped.  So it keeps me going, and looking forward to the next sweet horse that God sends to teach me. I have become a much better horse person because of Bluebonnet.

- Linda Kirk, Magnolia, TX

Fostering the horses through this rescue helps to mend the horrible visions of neglect I’ve experienced in the past.

Fostering the horses through this rescue helps to mend the horrible visions of neglect I’ve experienced in the past. I was too young and nieve to be able to prevent my wonderful companions from dying back them. But now that I am able to help, I will do my best to change the lives of the horses that I foster. My niche is to provide them with basic training, that makes them more adoptable. People need to realize that domestic horses are at our mercy, and rely on us for all their needs. If you can’t feed them, you don’t need them! - Erika Forstrom, Paradise, TX

What fostering means to me….

I want to help those who can’t help themselves. Innocent animals that have been abandoned, neglected or abused by those that should have been protecting them are at no fault of their own. I have fostered many animals now and can say that not one is alike. From the young to the very old deserve a chance to feel cared for. Logan is a mustang that was abused and neglected. When he came to me he was more than shy to the touch. As we spent time together, whether it be just hanging out or going for a walk, we began to understand each other. He still today can’t just trust people without knowing them. As for me, if I forget at night to give him a hug as leaving the barn I can feel him staring at me. Neither he nor I will be settled for the night until I have hugged him. I can tell many stories about all the animals that I have spent time with, even those I have meant briefly. It is not their fault they need a home. Some may not have even been touched before to understand kindness. I can not save the world, but I can make a difference. Open your heart to help them heal and you learn what real love is. It is my job to show them the way. I am a proud foster parent and that can’t be taken away! - Julie Bradley, Manvel, TX

Fostering is a win/win!

I signed up to foster a horse in September of last year and was sent a beautiful, but skinny black and white mare I named Panda Bear.  It has been so rewarding to watch her blossom as she gained weight, but also to see how she has bonded with my other 2 also rescues and is learning from them.  In the beginning she was very head shy but now, following the lead of Woody and Sunny, she comes right up to get her halter on and with the temperature rising and flies out in, she is eager for me to put her fly mask on!  I would highly recommend this wonderful experience to any horse lover and appreciate the support received from Bluebonnet.  - Diane Dynis, Waxahachie, TX

I can not tell you what joy and satisfaction these two old horses have given us

Even though I have had horses for many years, I was not prepared for our first two Foster Horses. These two 20+ year old mares looked to be walking skeletons. It absolutely took my breath away when I saw them, then the tears rolled down my cheeks. How could anyone let a horse get in this kind of shape? I could not imagine how they had enough strength to even walk and was worried that they would never make the long trip from Navasota to Stephenville. They had been at another foster home for almost a month already and their foster home cheerfully kept telling me how good they were doing and how much they had already gained. That just went in one ear and out the other since I could not see how they could have been any worse off. Then she showed me the pictures - I gasped! What a will to live the two horses must have! Their foster home assured me they could make the trip and gave me all the feeding instructions. It was a good thing she really stressed that we had to go very slow before feeding them much food or I would probably gave them buckets full of grain and whole bales of alfalfa at a time.

We made it home just fine. We carefully measured all the ingredients from the beet pulp which had to soak first to the tiny bit of Senior Feed they got at each meal. I could hear their old stomach’s growling before I ever got in their pen with the food.

My husband and I discussed the fact that we did not see how we could fatten them up on such a small amount and with winter coming on strong. But we were faithful in keeping the feeding regime just right adding only a few more grains of Senior feed every few days. We began spending time with them just brushing and loving on them as they ate. Their old eyes looked so dead and they never made a sound, walking so slow back and forth between the water and the feed buckets. Then one morning as I was heading to the barn to feed, I heard a little nicker, then another. Both horses were saying good morning to me!!! And they probably were telling me to hurry up with our feed! I was elated. Shortly after that we began to see a little belly starting…..it was no longer sunk in, but stuck out! Next the life returned to those old eyes, that was probably the very best part as I had worried that maybe they had just been too far gone.

Soon their eyes were sparkling with curiosity and love. They were so gentle and sweet, just such loving horses. They were soon trotting all around their pen and Winkie even gave a few bucks and learned to lope again. They had both been barrel horses and you could see how at one time they were both awesome Quarter horses.

The girls remained inseparable as they had spent most of their lives together. Besides, Winkie was blind in one eye and Speedy was so crippled she barely got around. It took both of them to make it, they took care of each other. It was so touching to see them care for each other. We only had a few months with Speedy as when she gained weight, her bad leg finally just gave out on her. Our vet had seen her when we first got her and then when he put her down. He could not believe it was the same horse and commented that we made her last few months on earth happy and she had a full belly every night to sleep on. He also said those are some of the biggest, prettiest, Quarter Horse hips I have ever seen. Certainly quite different from the beginning of this story. Winkie missed Speedy so badly that we moved her away from that pen and in with another older mare we had near the house. They soon became good friends, but ever once in a while I see Winkie looking down toward her old pen and I bet she is remembering her old friend, Speedy.

I can not tell you what joy and satisfaction these two old horses have given us. We have completely changed the direction of our future because of them. We have found that this is what God wants us to do.

We have always had such a love for horses, what better way of showing it than helping abused and neglected horses. We are glad we found Bluebonnet when we did. They needed us and we apparently need them. We now have a mare and her foal that we are fostering and a yearling filly that we have already adopted as well as Winkie. As soon as good adoptive home can be found, these mares will move on and we will take on a new batch.

—Floe Copeland, Stephensville, Texas