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Overview
an unexpected meeting
finding hope and consolation
suspicious
here
getting back in shape
communication Problems.
by your side.
taking a chance.

Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into a month. The brown-white mare got better, healthier and stronger. On a sunny day, Patrick and Stephen brought her on one of the pastures.
It didn't take long and she fell into a fast gallop.
"Oh my.." Patrick was excited. "I never thought she could be this fast!"
Stephen stood right next to him. Seeing the mare so happy and in this wonderful condition made him feel very good. It was a long and hard journey till this day and it was still a long way to go.
But seeing where they got and where they had started.. It was an awesome feeling.

"There you are!" Devin found the group and watched the mare running around like a youngster.
"Look what you guys did. She's got her spirit back."
"It's a pleasure to watch", agreed Stephen.
"Devin, who was on the telephone this morning?" asked Patrick. He wanted to talk to Devin about the future of the unknown mare but Devin had been in a long telephone call.
"Yeah, the vet had called yesterday and I did some research. I can't name the exact owner but I was able to track her way back." He searched inside his pockets and pulled out a little piece of paper.

"Okay. According to the vet she must be something around eight or nine years old. She is a cross breed with influence of a Mustang, an American Paint, a KWPN and a Thoroughbred."
"Wow", said Stephen and Patrick at the same time.
"Yes. Wow. So like I said I did some research and I can tell you that she was born into a Circus called "Wonderland". Don't try to find it, the circus 'died' years ago. I guess she was sold to maybe another circus or to another person. By hook or by crook she ended up in another circus. I don't know the name and that's not important. What really matters is the fact that the circus obviously didn't know how to handle animals and how to care for them. An animal-care-organisation rescued them."
"Good luck."
"Well, I'm not that sure, Stephen", said Devin. "The problem was, that there wasn't enough space for all the animals. Our mare here was one of the unfortunate poor creatures who where hand around between lots of care-organizations. I guess that at some point she had enough and tried on her own. She was last seen and registered three months ago, in a care-organization called "CarePet.'"
"But how did she end up here?" asked Patrick horrified by what the mare had gone through.
"I guess someone found her and wanted to help her but didn't know how."
"And since we were a horse center near by he or she just thought the mare would be in good hands", said Stephen. "I mean, Marius Becker was a well-known man. And all the newspapers in this area told the story about you Devin, buying this center."
"Yes." Devin agreed.

"So.. what happens now?" asked Patrick the most important question.
"I called 'CarePet.' this morning. This was the telephone call you were asking about, Patrick. They said they were happy to hear that the mare was in good hands. But they don't have enough space. So they asked us if we could keep her."
Patrick began to smile. "You said yes, didn't you?"
"Of course. This poor thing went through enough. She should live here till her last days."

"You said eight or nine years?" asked Stephen. "Well.. she looks good. If we start to train her so she can built muscles.. maybe we can ride her one day. I mean she obviously doesn't have bigger wounds or bad habits. And before we retire her this early I would love to show her how nice it can be to work with humans."
"Do as you wish", said Devin. "As long as her needs come in first!"
"I promise."

Devin was on his way back to his office, when he suddenly came back. "guys, I almost forgot. 'CarePet.' had some of her papers which they are sending us. And she also got a name."
"And what's that?"
"Emotional Suicide."
"Oh my", said Patrick. "That may fit to her story.. but let's just call her Emmi, okay? I want her to have a nice start here.."

Reference: Henry 156 © disengagefrmreality (traced)

Description

Overview
an unexpected meeting
finding hope and consolation
suspicious
here
getting back in shape
communication Problems.
by your side.
taking a chance.

Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into a month. The brown-white mare got better, healthier and stronger. On a sunny day, Patrick and Stephen brought her on one of the pastures.
It didn't take long and she fell into a fast gallop.
"Oh my.." Patrick was excited. "I never thought she could be this fast!"
Stephen stood right next to him. Seeing the mare so happy and in this wonderful condition made him feel very good. It was a long and hard journey till this day and it was still a long way to go.
But seeing where they got and where they had started.. It was an awesome feeling.

"There you are!" Devin found the group and watched the mare running around like a youngster.
"Look what you guys did. She's got her spirit back."
"It's a pleasure to watch", agreed Stephen.
"Devin, who was on the telephone this morning?" asked Patrick. He wanted to talk to Devin about the future of the unknown mare but Devin had been in a long telephone call.
"Yeah, the vet had called yesterday and I did some research. I can't name the exact owner but I was able to track her way back." He searched inside his pockets and pulled out a little piece of paper.

"Okay. According to the vet she must be something around eight or nine years old. She is a cross breed with influence of a Mustang, an American Paint, a KWPN and a Thoroughbred."
"Wow", said Stephen and Patrick at the same time.
"Yes. Wow. So like I said I did some research and I can tell you that she was born into a Circus called "Wonderland". Don't try to find it, the circus 'died' years ago. I guess she was sold to maybe another circus or to another person. By hook or by crook she ended up in another circus. I don't know the name and that's not important. What really matters is the fact that the circus obviously didn't know how to handle animals and how to care for them. An animal-care-organisation rescued them."
"Good luck."
"Well, I'm not that sure, Stephen", said Devin. "The problem was, that there wasn't enough space for all the animals. Our mare here was one of the unfortunate poor creatures who where hand around between lots of care-organizations. I guess that at some point she had enough and tried on her own. She was last seen and registered three months ago, in a care-organization called "CarePet.'"
"But how did she end up here?" asked Patrick horrified by what the mare had gone through.
"I guess someone found her and wanted to help her but didn't know how."
"And since we were a horse center near by he or she just thought the mare would be in good hands", said Stephen. "I mean, Marius Becker was a well-known man. And all the newspapers in this area told the story about you Devin, buying this center."
"Yes." Devin agreed.

"So.. what happens now?" asked Patrick the most important question.
"I called 'CarePet.' this morning. This was the telephone call you were asking about, Patrick. They said they were happy to hear that the mare was in good hands. But they don't have enough space. So they asked us if we could keep her."
Patrick began to smile. "You said yes, didn't you?"
"Of course. This poor thing went through enough. She should live here till her last days."

"You said eight or nine years?" asked Stephen. "Well.. she looks good. If we start to train her so she can built muscles.. maybe we can ride her one day. I mean she obviously doesn't have bigger wounds or bad habits. And before we retire her this early I would love to show her how nice it can be to work with humans."
"Do as you wish", said Devin. "As long as her needs come in first!"
"I promise."

Devin was on his way back to his office, when he suddenly came back. "guys, I almost forgot. 'CarePet.' had some of her papers which they are sending us. And she also got a name."
"And what's that?"
"Emotional Suicide."
"Oh my", said Patrick. "That may fit to her story.. but let's just call her Emmi, okay? I want her to have a nice start here.."

Reference: Henry 156 © disengagefrmreality (traced)