Hello, My Name is Bob.
You may need a box of tissues for this story. I was spotted by two CDHR volunteers who were at an auction picking up another horse. There I was emaciated, depressed, and standing in a corner pen all alone and very much in need of help. The volunteers attempted to locate my owner but no one knew where I came from and since I wasn't going through the sale, they had to leave me behind. They made me a promise though, that they would be back for me. Several days later CDHR was able to make a deal to come pick me up- that's when they learned that I had been deemed unfit for sale and was awaiting pickup by a man who supplies zoos with meat for their carnivores. These same volunteers made the trek back to PA and brought me back to CDHR. I was severely underweight, had marks on my shoulders from long hours and many years of wearing a harness, and I was infested with lice. Initially wary of humans, I have since learned about human’s capacity to love and my health has returned. I must say that I quickly became a favorite among the volunteers for my charming personality, deep soulful eyes, and my neigh-bray at mealtimes! They tell me I speak donkey with a horse accent. I say I’m a bilingual mule.
Bob’s Angels
Bob’s care, in part, is supported by the generous donations from these CDHR supporters:
Robert S.
Denise M.
Laura V., “Thank you for your life saving work! Bob is so handsome!
Cheryl K. in honor of Scott Bachelder
Brenda N.
June of 2021 marks Bob’s 3 year “rescueversary”!
As you can see from the first photo, today he is not the same mule that we first rescued. Not only physically is he unrecognizable but also personality-wise he is unrecognizable from the Bob we rescued 3 years ago.
When he first arrived, he was scared of us, scared we would hurt him, scared of what would come next. It was a long road, getting him comfortable with being touched gently, getting him comfortable with haltering multiple times daily, him killing multiple fly spray bottles when he was sure fly spray would be the death of him, learning fly masks weren’t painful and wouldn’t make his ears fall off, learning being groomed actually felt good. His farrier work started with him going into stocks with heavy sedation just to be trimmed. He now has farrier work in the stocks with zero sedation. Then, a milestone! Bob let us pick and oil all four of his hooves in the crossties with ZERO kick attempts! He pulled away a few times but that was it! Was a huge moment for our Bob.
❤️ Way to go Bob! Way to go CDHR!
Stacey Randall, Farm Manager
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