Sammy
Look at that face! On July 17 Sammy, aka Peanut, stepped off the trailer at Amanda Roys and met Laura Knox for the first time. Untouchable and scared of everything, Sammy started working with Laura, learning that a human hand can sometimes feel good, that people can be fun to hang with, that she has a voice and Laura will listen to her. Trust has been a hard thing for Sammy to give up but patience is winning and Laura and Sammy have developed a relationship that will help her live a happier life. Her journey has just begun and now is the time for her person to join the group. Sammy is not the kind of pony that you are going to show up, load her on a trailer and live happily ever after. It will take some time working with Laura to learn Sammys language, to earn the trust and be able to help Sammy continue the process of learning trust and friendship. But now is the time and Sammy is ready. If you are looking for a friend, someone that will give you love and snuggles and devotion in return for patience, understanding and time, then Sammy wants to meet you. She is not kid safe, she is not ridable and she probably never will be but she is sweet as a button and full of so much love that she is just waiting to share with the right person. If you are interested and want more information pm me and I will connect you with Laura Knox who knows her the best.
Summer 2021
Early days with Peanut and Laura
Early days with Peanut and Laura
October 27 2021
Hiking Partner Wanted:
must be patient and like little black ponies, must have another horse for me to pal around with while in the pasture,
liking long walks in the woods is a plus - i am awesome on the road, not afraid of cars, trucks or 4 wheelers or if you are brave, I think i could handle small mountains I am willing and eager to travel with you and be your best friend - I wont pull or haul on you (like some of those naughty dogs do) nope i will go your speed and travel as far as you want. I cross water and bridges, i can even learn to carry your water if you want please contact Bagaduce River Equine Rescue if you would like to be my partner I am still learning to trust people and am looking forward to bonding with my forever partner but at this time i am not really kid safe - under the supervision of a very intelligent horse person i would be willing to try to like the little ones but right now their high energy makes me a little nervous and i dont always make the best decisions when i am nervous - I dont eat alot, i dont take up alot of space and i am cute as a button - imagine getting to the top of a mountain and sharing an apple with me BTW, my name is Sammy the Peanut
Hiking Partner Wanted:
must be patient and like little black ponies, must have another horse for me to pal around with while in the pasture,
liking long walks in the woods is a plus - i am awesome on the road, not afraid of cars, trucks or 4 wheelers or if you are brave, I think i could handle small mountains I am willing and eager to travel with you and be your best friend - I wont pull or haul on you (like some of those naughty dogs do) nope i will go your speed and travel as far as you want. I cross water and bridges, i can even learn to carry your water if you want please contact Bagaduce River Equine Rescue if you would like to be my partner I am still learning to trust people and am looking forward to bonding with my forever partner but at this time i am not really kid safe - under the supervision of a very intelligent horse person i would be willing to try to like the little ones but right now their high energy makes me a little nervous and i dont always make the best decisions when i am nervous - I dont eat alot, i dont take up alot of space and i am cute as a button - imagine getting to the top of a mountain and sharing an apple with me BTW, my name is Sammy the Peanut
January 28 2022
Sammy Peanut has graduated ... on to her next chapter. Thank you Amanda and Laura for giving her the courage to move outside her comfort paddock.
Peanut....meet Jane, Erin and all the family
Sammy Peanut has graduated ... on to her next chapter. Thank you Amanda and Laura for giving her the courage to move outside her comfort paddock.
Peanut....meet Jane, Erin and all the family
May 23 2022
I dont really know how old I am. I dont remember all the places I have been. I remember standing in a scary dark place with lots of other horses. People were walking by and when they put their hands out to touch me, i tried to get away but i was tied. This scared me, I tried to kick them so they would go away. When I was untied and led to a trailer, things got worse. I remember having people shout at me, call me stupid and hold me down so they could put straps on me. I was scared and tried my best to kick them, to bite, to make them stop but they didnt. They just kept saying, "you little *itch, just stop struggling", "what a mean pony", "stupid little thing doesnt know anything." I didnt want to kick them, but i was scared and didnt want those straps on me. When I tried to strike them to make them stop, they just held me tighter. Then one day they led me through a path to the road where i was put on another trailer. Where were they taking me? I was scared, I was always scared and alone - now I was going to someplace that I had no idea who the people were, who the other horses were...... I just wanted to go back to where I was born, where my mother was, where they said i was cute and everyone was nice. When I got off the trailer people were looking at me but no one was holding me down, they let me move around, meet the other horses ( they were nice to me) - these people listened when i said i was scared - they knew i wasnt being mean, just trying to save my self from being held down and forced to do things that scared me. These people moved slow and said nice things like "your ok now" "no one is going to hurt you" If they pushed too hard i would get scared and try to kick but they still never got mad at me. One girl came alot and gave me food and water and cleaned my stall, sometimes she would just sit and drink her coffee with me in the morning. (thank you Amanda). Another girl would come and she would sometimes make me move a little bit, she was nice too and tried to listen to me when i was scared - she explained things and taught me things and said i was a good girl (thank you Laura Knox) When the day came that i got on another trailer, i wasnt as scared this time because these people were saying that everything was going to be good, that I was going to learn some new things and that no one was going to hold me down and put straps on me. They were right. This new home had a big sister for me, she has taught me lots of things. I watch my person do things with her and i see that she has fun - I hope someday i will have someone that I trust like that. This person i have now is very patient - she says i need to be more patient too but sometimes i remember the days when I was scared and i kick but she never says i am bad, she just tries again until i know it wont hurt and i wont be scared - I let her put my halter on now - i look for her to come outside and i hope she will play with me - I follow her around and let her touch me all over - my tail, my feet - if she moves fast i sometimes startle but its getting better. I am learning that her hand feels good when it scratches my belly - I wont let her pick my back feet up yet but she tries every day - she rubs them and then gives me a treat (i really like my treats i think i will be able to pick my feet up soon and not be scared - my life is so happy now but I am still looking for that person that is going to love me and call me 'theirs' - I want to trust that person and when i do, when i trust them as much as i trust my own instincts, I will be their protector and friend forever. If you would like to meet me, or have questions about me - please message bagaduce river equine rescue and they can answer any questions you have. I am waiting for you PS: i love to go for walks
I dont really know how old I am. I dont remember all the places I have been. I remember standing in a scary dark place with lots of other horses. People were walking by and when they put their hands out to touch me, i tried to get away but i was tied. This scared me, I tried to kick them so they would go away. When I was untied and led to a trailer, things got worse. I remember having people shout at me, call me stupid and hold me down so they could put straps on me. I was scared and tried my best to kick them, to bite, to make them stop but they didnt. They just kept saying, "you little *itch, just stop struggling", "what a mean pony", "stupid little thing doesnt know anything." I didnt want to kick them, but i was scared and didnt want those straps on me. When I tried to strike them to make them stop, they just held me tighter. Then one day they led me through a path to the road where i was put on another trailer. Where were they taking me? I was scared, I was always scared and alone - now I was going to someplace that I had no idea who the people were, who the other horses were...... I just wanted to go back to where I was born, where my mother was, where they said i was cute and everyone was nice. When I got off the trailer people were looking at me but no one was holding me down, they let me move around, meet the other horses ( they were nice to me) - these people listened when i said i was scared - they knew i wasnt being mean, just trying to save my self from being held down and forced to do things that scared me. These people moved slow and said nice things like "your ok now" "no one is going to hurt you" If they pushed too hard i would get scared and try to kick but they still never got mad at me. One girl came alot and gave me food and water and cleaned my stall, sometimes she would just sit and drink her coffee with me in the morning. (thank you Amanda). Another girl would come and she would sometimes make me move a little bit, she was nice too and tried to listen to me when i was scared - she explained things and taught me things and said i was a good girl (thank you Laura Knox) When the day came that i got on another trailer, i wasnt as scared this time because these people were saying that everything was going to be good, that I was going to learn some new things and that no one was going to hold me down and put straps on me. They were right. This new home had a big sister for me, she has taught me lots of things. I watch my person do things with her and i see that she has fun - I hope someday i will have someone that I trust like that. This person i have now is very patient - she says i need to be more patient too but sometimes i remember the days when I was scared and i kick but she never says i am bad, she just tries again until i know it wont hurt and i wont be scared - I let her put my halter on now - i look for her to come outside and i hope she will play with me - I follow her around and let her touch me all over - my tail, my feet - if she moves fast i sometimes startle but its getting better. I am learning that her hand feels good when it scratches my belly - I wont let her pick my back feet up yet but she tries every day - she rubs them and then gives me a treat (i really like my treats i think i will be able to pick my feet up soon and not be scared - my life is so happy now but I am still looking for that person that is going to love me and call me 'theirs' - I want to trust that person and when i do, when i trust them as much as i trust my own instincts, I will be their protector and friend forever. If you would like to meet me, or have questions about me - please message bagaduce river equine rescue and they can answer any questions you have. I am waiting for you PS: i love to go for walks
July 30 2022
It was a little over a year ago when we received a call from a woman who had answered a Craigs list ad about a small pony. After having to ride a 4 wheeler in a long dirt road just to see the pony, Christina found a scared little black pony mare hidden away in the deep woods of Maine. She immediately knew she needed to help this pony but realized she was not in a position to take on this terrified and slightly dangerous little mare. She called us to see if we could help.
We were full but Amanda offered to foster this little Peanut and Laura Knox took on her early training. It was obvious during those first few days that Sammy, the Black Pony, had been man handled. Scared to be touched and ready to defend herself, this little pony had seen some dark times in her short life.
Ponies in general get a bad rap for being naughty, nasty and sometimes dangerous but I truly believe ponies are seldom listened to. They are small and instead of treating them the way we do our horses, training from an early age to have manners and learn basics handling skills, ponies are spoiled when they are babies because they are cute and then expected to behave and most often, be safe with children without the benefits of any training. They are small enough that they can be physically made to do what an adult wants without teaching, without listening, without patience and respect. Then, when they don’t know what is being asked, the handler calls them a brat and gives them a wack or disciplines the reaction that is simply the pony trying to be heard. This is not all ponies, some get a great start and are given the opportunity to learn and be heard but many ponies are not. Sammy was not.
If Sammy had been bought by someone that had wanted her for a purpose, for their child, for a driving pony, for a friend…… they would have failed her. If she had been put on a schedule and expected within a certain timeframe to become a good pony, she would have fought and been labeled a naughty pony and either put in a field and forgotten or passed on again and again, each time her trust would have been broken a little more and her fear engrained a little deeper. Instead, Laura sat with her, listened to her for maybe the first time in her life. At Amandas, Sammy, who became known as Peanut, was allowed to be a pony and to have a voice. She was rewarded for good behavior but not punished when she made a decision to flee. If she had been cornered, Peanut would have fought for her life but instead, Amanda and Laura always gave her the opportunity to escape but made it happy when she decided to stay. Laura gained her trust and Peanuts eye softened.
After 6 months, it was early January, Peanut moved on to her next chapter. It was time for her to go to a foster home to learn from her friend Jane, to make friends with goats, to take long walks with her friend Erin and to learn that people can be fun. If Laura taught Peanut how to trust, Erin and her Munchtown gave Peanut a voice. Never forced and never with any agenda, Peanut learned to be part of a herd, to want to be the chosen one, to enjoy the company of people. They spent hours scratching, walking, talking and playing. Peanut learned laughter and love, she learned boundaries and consequences, all the while realizing that if she screamed, no one listened but if she whispered, her voice was always heard.
Thursday, just a little over a year since Sammy arrived, she headed to her new forever home. Sammy will be living with lots of love, lots of horse friends and someday may be involved with their therapy program. I have no doubt this little pony has a lot to teach the world. Sammy is a survivor. Because of everyone that touched this sweet little black pony in the past year, Christina, Amanda, Laura, Erin and Jane….. because of you Sammy/ Peanut and now, for the rest of her life, Raven…. Will teach the world so much more then we all taught her.
It was a little over a year ago when we received a call from a woman who had answered a Craigs list ad about a small pony. After having to ride a 4 wheeler in a long dirt road just to see the pony, Christina found a scared little black pony mare hidden away in the deep woods of Maine. She immediately knew she needed to help this pony but realized she was not in a position to take on this terrified and slightly dangerous little mare. She called us to see if we could help.
We were full but Amanda offered to foster this little Peanut and Laura Knox took on her early training. It was obvious during those first few days that Sammy, the Black Pony, had been man handled. Scared to be touched and ready to defend herself, this little pony had seen some dark times in her short life.
Ponies in general get a bad rap for being naughty, nasty and sometimes dangerous but I truly believe ponies are seldom listened to. They are small and instead of treating them the way we do our horses, training from an early age to have manners and learn basics handling skills, ponies are spoiled when they are babies because they are cute and then expected to behave and most often, be safe with children without the benefits of any training. They are small enough that they can be physically made to do what an adult wants without teaching, without listening, without patience and respect. Then, when they don’t know what is being asked, the handler calls them a brat and gives them a wack or disciplines the reaction that is simply the pony trying to be heard. This is not all ponies, some get a great start and are given the opportunity to learn and be heard but many ponies are not. Sammy was not.
If Sammy had been bought by someone that had wanted her for a purpose, for their child, for a driving pony, for a friend…… they would have failed her. If she had been put on a schedule and expected within a certain timeframe to become a good pony, she would have fought and been labeled a naughty pony and either put in a field and forgotten or passed on again and again, each time her trust would have been broken a little more and her fear engrained a little deeper. Instead, Laura sat with her, listened to her for maybe the first time in her life. At Amandas, Sammy, who became known as Peanut, was allowed to be a pony and to have a voice. She was rewarded for good behavior but not punished when she made a decision to flee. If she had been cornered, Peanut would have fought for her life but instead, Amanda and Laura always gave her the opportunity to escape but made it happy when she decided to stay. Laura gained her trust and Peanuts eye softened.
After 6 months, it was early January, Peanut moved on to her next chapter. It was time for her to go to a foster home to learn from her friend Jane, to make friends with goats, to take long walks with her friend Erin and to learn that people can be fun. If Laura taught Peanut how to trust, Erin and her Munchtown gave Peanut a voice. Never forced and never with any agenda, Peanut learned to be part of a herd, to want to be the chosen one, to enjoy the company of people. They spent hours scratching, walking, talking and playing. Peanut learned laughter and love, she learned boundaries and consequences, all the while realizing that if she screamed, no one listened but if she whispered, her voice was always heard.
Thursday, just a little over a year since Sammy arrived, she headed to her new forever home. Sammy will be living with lots of love, lots of horse friends and someday may be involved with their therapy program. I have no doubt this little pony has a lot to teach the world. Sammy is a survivor. Because of everyone that touched this sweet little black pony in the past year, Christina, Amanda, Laura, Erin and Jane….. because of you Sammy/ Peanut and now, for the rest of her life, Raven…. Will teach the world so much more then we all taught her.
August 5 2022
update on Sammy / Peanut/Raven.... she is loving the little people....Raven has certainly found her home
update on Sammy / Peanut/Raven.... she is loving the little people....Raven has certainly found her home