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I just needed this on my blog
Alright guys. You’ve all read about the rescue I work at. Some of you have even been there and seen these guys in person.
We are in trouble.
Our landlord is selling the place. We’ve caught people sneaking in and snooping around. There are several serious buyers. The landlord is refusing to renew our contract, so as soon as he sells, we are out on the street with 40 horses.
We have another location we can put most of them, but that place needs a lot of work. We need all new fencing and we need land cleared and we need a lot of man power and money that we just don’t have.
Horses keep getting dumped on us. We aren’t able to adopt as many out as we used to. Many of our horses are old and sick and their working days are over. We are their last stop before moving to cross that big rainbow bridge.
You may have read about Cas, the horse in the 4th pic down, who we fought for for over 2 years, who we spent around $800 on in the last week of his life just to end up putting him in the ground. We take these horses because no one else will.
We get most of our funding from giving lessons on horses that we have rehabbed and turned into great lesson horses. However, due to the really shitty weather Florida has been having, we have had to cancel lessons almost every day these last few weeks, and that means there is no money coming in. We have had to scrape by on our name and reputation alone, the feed stores giving us credit, allowing us to pay them back later. But with 40 horses, $100 in feed goes by in just a few days.
We have another location to move the horses to, but it needs a lot of work. It needs all new fencing and irrigation and we are basically starting completely over from the ground up. We are going to be trying to move a few horses at a time and hopefully be completely out before the place sells and we are forced out.
We need man power and we need money. If you are in the Jacksonville area of Florida and don’t mind getting muddy and want to help save horses, please email me or send me an ask and we would LOVE to have you out. I can give you a private riding lesson or take you out on a trail ride in exchange for your work. We are also looking for wood/fencing material donations as well.
If you are not in the area and would still like to help, please donate through the button on my page, and in the little subject thingy paypal gives, please write “FHRR” so it’s easier for me to separate it.
If you are far away AND broke PLEASE reblog this. We are running out of time.
You know, being a part of the Avengers fandom is like being an actual Avenger. We all go our separate ways for a while, having our own adventures in other fandoms. We wonder if we’ll ever be back again. But when the call comes…we assemble.
Bless this post.
Sometimes you just need to wear huge sweatpants and surround yourself with pillows and blankets and lay on your floor and eat a bowl of ice cream and watch Finding Nemo. It restores you and makes you feel good. I fully believe that sometimes, being unhealthy is the healthiest thing you can do for yourself.
I do this with Squishables and superhero flicks.
I have reblogged this at least a thousand times
sometimes i look at gordon ramsay and just think
i mean he’s seriously passionate about food and just look at him
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is there a gordon ramsay fandom?
because there should be
count me in
my brothers say that if this gets 200,000 notes i get to get out of the cage
goddammit we’re getting you out of hell ourselves
if we get enough notes we need to take a screen shot and tweet it to the writers.
almost there guys
BEST. DESCRIPTION. EVER.
how elton john runs from the police
I am laughing harder than I should.
everyone who reblogs this post will live forever
thats right
immortality just a click away
you just need to reblog this
and say goodbye to aging
I am skeptical.
fair enough
meet me here in a thousand years on tumblr and well see if i was right
and if you dont show ill assume its cause youre scared
since you reblogged this and are obviously immortal
it’s working so far
"you don’t need medicine it’s all poison" "nature is better than therapy just look at a waterfall" "real medicine is fruits and vegetables"
and it is the most important line ever spoken in the history of our series
if you don’t reblog this i am judging you
this is the very essence of our fandom
it is our origins
so reblog now
#this was the first seal
This is the moment that defined the show. Because it was supposed to be about two boys killing monsters and demons and episode by episode telling a short little action story. It was supposed to be about the tough, brawny big brother and the smart, more introverted little brother who ran away but the monsters were still out there. It was supposed to be a superhero story about winning and beating what’s in the dark. What we know is that everything it was supposed to be stayed only as “supposed to be”.
It’s a story about love, loss, and desperation. It’s about watching Dean’s eyes die as every season progresses. It’s about every time Sam suffers needlessly, every time he fails and every time he gets back up. It’s about how two brothers turned the world, heaven and hell, against them and about how they loved each other enough to sacrifice it five times over and still manage to save its sorry ass. It’s about the way they sing in their ‘67 impala at the top of their lungs. It’s about the times they’ve cried. It’s about driving down that tired road and classic rock and the feel of one another’s shoulderblades against their own, pistols out, surrounded by monsters. It’s hope and family and how that can include a winged tax collector in a trenchcoat, and a bearded old drunk who puts his own spin on “idiots”.
In this moment it’s family that has left and family that has been brought together. Two brothers crashing to the ground, one defiant against the darkness in and around him and one loyal to a fault with the faith of millions.
Dean’s going to open the pages of this book and tell you their story. He’s going to tell you everything.
Dad’s on a hunting trip, and he hasn’t been home in a few days.