There's another horse auction tonight that I'll be avoiding. Why do I feel so guilty for not going? I can't bring anyone home, I can't promote any of those loose horses, and yet I feel guilty. Why do auction days cause me to have a heavy heart? I should be doing more but I don't know what more I can do. Oh sure, there are things I could do but there are more time constraints on me now than there ever was before.
I know I need help in publicizing the sanctuary and therefore possibly bringing in more funds so that we could take in a few of the older, deserving horses that need a soft place to land for their remaining days on this earth, be it a few days, a few weeks, a few months, or a few years.
We are thinking of having a fundraiser in January. We were going to try for Christmas but there's so much going on and we are too far behind now to get the fundraiser going so we are thinking of pushing it off until January. Would anyone be interested in helping? If there's an interest, I'll explain more in an email but if we don't get it off the ground, no sense in boring you all with the idea. :-)
Maybe this coming year we can focus on the necessary paperwork and fundraising. I forsee another tough summer for hay next year, which means even more horses without a home for winter. I don't want to keep having to say no to those old warriors that deserve a retirement.