Prove Me Wrong

I have a confession to make.  I’m actually very much a silver linings kinda person.  I tend to try to look for the good in a situation or, at the very least, seek the higher meaning or lesson in things.  I don’t mean that in a Pollyanna way, but it usually prevents a lot of stress for me and keeps me from bogging down with negative thoughts.  For a split second last week, I had almost manged to put a positive spin on Manson’s latest live feed extravaganzas.  With everything being all about her, I thought I could just give them a pass and not have to comment on much.  If she wants to be a vulgar hose-beast on live feed, more power to her.  That, alone, does not require my commentary because I’m not out to change that.  However, the positivity was only for a split second because despite my good intentions, she’s still Manson and she’s been Mansoning out in a big way lately, including yet another killing rampage at the ranch.  So, y’all know the drill.  Grab a beverage, get comfy and breathe deep, we have a lot of ground to cover.  Where to start?

 

Still having issues with no water

Techie, Tanner and friends

I guess this is a good jumping off point.  Poo and water.  Constant themes at the HiCaliber feed lot.  They are still having issues with horses having NO WATER.  Why?  This is from their private forums, but clearly one volunteer is leaving and waters aren’t done despite what Shaw Na Na aka Shawna Ortega claims in the discussion group.  There is never a single mention of Manson or any of the other residents with their sleeves rolled up.  Nope.  It’s all on the volunteers and who cares if they have jobs to get to or obligations of their own?  Note that Techie is still hanging out with some fillies.  Apparently the 30% vet is operating under the misguided notion that long yearlings can’t procreate.  We do know that Techie is listed on their latest adoption event as a cryptorchid, and yes, crypts can reproduce.  Then we read that one horse is standing in his pen weaving (Ryland?).  I’ve had horses who weave when they are in stalls.  Putting them in solitary confinement with no attention, exercise or companionship is not the way to manage that. They need room to move, friends and no stress, which is exactly the opposite of what goes on at HiCaliber.  That’s not a happy horse.  I guess we better confirm who it is and put him on the death watch because that’s getting close to `behavioral’ in the Manson book of horsemanship.  Oh well, at least they attempted to crop most of the shit out of the pictures above.  Sadly, that’s not always the case.

 

Hotshot

Sushi foals

Sushi foals

Here are some recent pics of the babies that were rescued from the dreaded Sushi pipeline along with a few others.  As you can see, they are failing to thrive at the feed lot.  It seems all babies that spend any amount of time at HiCaliber end up with those malnutrition bellies and ribs.  The water looks fairly low in the one pic, but beyond that it seems they are all just living on hay alone which isn’t great for growing bodies.  Poor little Hotshot looks like his belly is about to burst and the others are just pitiful.  They shouldn’t have rough coats and no asses.  Go over to Ann from Mea Ola’s Place’s post and see what her orphan filly looks like.  That’s what a foal should look like.  Every single one of these babies looks far worse than when it arrived.  They need blood pulled and a proper worming program along with proper nutrition and I don’t mean Thrive.

 

The one thing about running a shell game is that you need shells.  This presented a problem at The Manson Family Tuesday Griftathon this week.  There was only one horse at auction and she was in good shape.  However, this week featured yet another glorious return of Romney Faye Baker and she mind-melded with Manson to invent the notorious underground lactating mare match racing pipeline.  They claimed this little mare was a famous ex match racer that was in foal and recently had a foal pulled off her. This meant she was in grave danger of being returned to match racing despite the fact she is 14 years old and leaking milk all over the place.   This also meant they had to run the bid up to over $1000 to save her from continuing to be well cared for apparently.  This was only after we were treated to Romney Faye crawling around in the chutes checking the mare’s legs for `dorsal stripes’ at the behest of Manson.  Protip for Manson- just look up the meaning of words before you use them.  The word `dorsal’ would be a great start.

Because one horse does not fill their weekly quota, Bubba Misner, playing the roll of `well-known flipper’,  was quickly dispatched to dredge up something sad. The best he could do on short notice was a sweet old gray gelding that wasn’t all that sad and didn’t really motivate the village idiots to dig deep.  Meanwhile Manson decided to wander the chutes and look animals in the eyes.  What is it about her looking things in the eyes lately?  I swear she’s feeding off their souls or something.  Anyhow, despite the fact that she walks past them every time she goes to auction, has a fondness for junk food, AND likely had carne asada for dinner that night, Manson shed tears for food animals and waxed poetic about what a good life the auction pigs had before they went to auction. Then she bought three little steers to drag home and flip if they live. (I think we are supposed to forget that she doesn’t actually like cows and has claimed to be afraid of them in the past)  This was all in addition to a trailer full of llamas for a private buyer.  I fell in love with one of the llamas as it showed Romney Faye exactly what it thought of her and HiCaliber by repeatedly spitting at her.  Good times! BTW, the lactating match racing mare turned out not to be in foal.  Shocker, I know!

 

I don’t normally have a bunch to say about Angrid only because aside from being bitchy, she’s not all that interesting.  She’s rarely at the ranch, but lately seems to be taking the point on social media.  I’m not sure why that is, but she’s the queen of the latest Facebook closed group where HiCaliber pretends to answer questions from people who ask nicely.  Despite her public protestations, Angrid has been actively hunting me for months and this blog has come up in the closed group quite a bit.  I guess it has never occurred to her that there may be several moles and how inside they may or may not be.  Maybe I’m my own mole.  Maybe I’m Robyn.  Maybe I’m one of Manson’s personalities.  Maybe I’m psychic and me and my Magic 8 Ball are just plucking all this out of the air.  You never know, but since HiCaliber doesn’t officially care, let’s carry on, shall we?

 

Also HiCaliber Echo 2017

HiCaliberEcho 2016

HiCaliber Dawson 2017

Also HiCaliber Dawson 2017

I’m not exactly sure why Angrid, on behalf of HiCaliber, feels that they don’t owe anybody an individual accounting of these horses.  They are purchased with donated money and I think they do owe an individual accounting of these animals.  Then you have this little lie Angrid told.  I can’t speak to her motivations, but damn, why lie about something that doesn’t even really matter all that much?  Yes, they recycle names.  There is proof.  None of these horses were official private buyer purchases.  If she’s going to say Dawson Redux is a PB horse then why is she listed as for adoption on the website?  Oh right, they don’t have time to keep up with that website.  You can message the page and they may or may not answer you instead because they are not your bitches!

 

Does anybody remember that old adage about rats and sinking ships?  HiCaliber seems to be bleeding board members lately.  I know, I know, it’s not about that for Angrid.  It’s about her ambition and I have to say I can’t blame her.  Right now, having HiCaliber on your resume is not all that impressive.  While we’re at it, I want Angrid who is officially not reading this blog, but actually is, to know that these screen shots didn’t come from the discussion group so there is no need to throw your toys out of the pram and storm off.  She threatened to do that if they leaked news of her departure.  These are screen shots from HiCaliber’s group instead so everything should be cool.  I’m a giver that way.

Here’s a fun little shout out to this blog from Manson and Robyn the House Elf with a special cameo from one of their brilliant volunteers who doesn’t care if they shoot every horse on the place apparently.  Manson lies out the lie hole trying to discredit the guest writers on this blog.  You know, because everybody is wrong and Manson is right and because nothing is ever her fault.  Nobody on this blog has ever made fun of Romney’s child.  If anything people have been more than uncomfortable that she continues to use his death to gain sympathy and donations, including an open youcaring page that was donated to as recently as last week.  (Don’t worry, I have screen shots if the link goes bad) Also, pointing out that you are too big to be on a horse is not body shaming.  It’s facts.  If you see me riding around on a Shetland pony, by all means tell me to get my fat ass off it.  Common sense and horses first.  All that aside, going through a tragedy doesn’t make somebody suddenly a saint.  If you were a lying asshole before the tragedy, you are a lying asshole going through a tragedy, so come back down off that cross and start facing up to the mess that you have created, Manson.  I’m pretty sure you’ve mixed up a lifetime of fame with notoriety.

 

Seymour

April with Seymour in the background

 

Speaking of pants on fire, Manson went on yet another horse shuffling road trip a few days ago.  This time it was to Buzz’s to pick up Seymour and April who are adoption returns.  They were picked up further north and brought as far as Buzz’s for Manson to go fetch.  I think we can all realize that life can throw wrenches and even appreciate that Seymour and April’s people did what they thought was best for these horses.  Where my confusion is , is why Manson felt the need to announce their return and lie about the circumstances surrounding it.  It gets a bit confusing, but I’ve known these horses needed to come back for a while now.  Almost a month in fact.  Manson knew too.  I don’t know why it took so long for her to get them and it doesn’t matter.  Maybe the former family had their board paid up til the end of the month.  That wasn’t where the lie was.  The lie came in on the whys of the return.  You see, there is another HiCaliber horse out there that the adopter has been trying to return for a few months.  She was told to place the horse herself and offered no help at all, BUT the reason for that horse needing to be returned all of a sudden became the reason Seymour and April were being returned in Manson’s version of events.  Not true and to protect privacy, I wont get into the real reasons, but having a human baby is certainly not the reason Seymour and April came back.  I’m confused why she even lied about this because it doesn’t matter, nobody cares and it makes her look bad.  I’m also confused why the grand announcement of the return of these two horses other than Manson can’t wait to ride Seymour because she’s still to afraid to ride any of the five horses she owns that are currently living at HiCaliber.  Even stranger is she didn’t feel the same need to announce Camilla’s return after less than two weeks in her adoptive home.  That’s the thing with these adoption events.  They throw up some big numbers initially but they don’t like to say how many come back. It seems like they have a revolving door on the place or something.

 

Since Manson says this blog has no credibility, let’s get her to back up her shit.  These screen shots are from last week.  They are all the intakes from 2016 and 2017 that are no longer alive.  I’ve never once said they were all shot or all euthanized for no reason.  Some died on their own, some were legitimate compassion pulls, but many were none of those things.  If I’m lying about their status as far as living or dead, then by all means, point it out and prove me wrong.  Show me the horses, but while you’re at it, better make sure to show me the latest three to join these lists.  It would seem that Manson has worked out her angst by going on yet another killing spree and I gotta admit, I’m having a hard time wrapping my mind around the latest ones.  Remember in the screen shot up above how Angrid states that their  website is run by volunteers and they don’t always have time to update it right away?  You better believe they wasted no time erasing these next three horses off their website and no, Manson didn’t post tributes to them on their Facebook page either.  It’s almost like they never happened.  Well, not on my watch…

 

Comfort has reportedly left this earth in the last week or so.  I don’t have confirmed details on the hows or whys other than she is gone.  She was an owner relinquishment from back in early February of this year.  This was a lovely mare that they were riding in parades this summer and as recently as August were advertising her for adoption.  No tribute posts of sad goodbyes for Comfort though.  RIP  Comfort.

 

Journey reportedly left us this past week as well.  I’m not sure if he was part of that horse shuffle that was going on after dark last weekend or what happened to him.  I know at one point he was fostered by a person who lives near to where Manson was last week, but I can’t say with any certainty if she picked him up or what happened there.  He is no longer on their website or fundraising pages.  Rest easy, Journey.

 

Torrey is also no longer with us.  She was only 4 years old and her Jockey Club name was Ide Like Orthodox.  Her story is a little more filled in than the other two, having been one of the Louisiana horses.  Being so young, Torrey’s tattoo was easily read so she got to at least get her identity back unlike the others from that clusterfuck who still haven’t been identified and likely never will be.  In fact, Torrey’s previous owner contacted HiCaliber to tell them she had a chip in her knee and that she had been rehomed as a potential broodmare.  Apparently, that didn’t work out too well for as she ended up on Doughboy’s lot.  When you think about it, Torrey’s life from that point on, was really not much  different from that of any horse in the slaughter pipeline other than her cross-country trip was in a nice van.  She basically went from one feed lot to another, stood around with no shelter and often no water and died a premature death.  Not sure if she went with a bullet or on her own but the end result was the same.  RIP Ide Like Orthodox.

So here we come to the close of yet another blog and I’ll leave this little snack as a lagniappe for Manson because she gives us all so much to work with.  In all honestly, I wish she’d give a little less.  I know I sound like a broken record, but she can make this all go away.  If any of what I said is wrong, then prove it.  Don’t just deny it, PROVE IT.  Prove these horses aren’t all dead.  Prove that a vet signed off on every single one of them that didn’t die on their own.  Prove that those aren’t enormous and ever-growing piles of shit surrounding those foals.  These are NOT Manson’s personal horses and that ranch is not her personal space.  It is part of a non-profit organization that is funded by donations and with that comes some accountability.  I don’t want to hear that the troughs aren’t empty `for long’.  They should NEVER be empty.  If you have horses that are draining them, then get them a bigger trough or a second one.  It’s just not that difficult.  I would dearly love to put all this to rest and go back to pretending Manson and family don’t exist.  The problem is I actually lose a lot of sleep at night over what is going on with the horses at HiCaliber.  I can’t imagine lining them up and shooting them for no good reason.  How do you look an animal in the eye and blow it away without that changing who you are for the worse?  How do you do it once let alone an average of twice a week?   You see, Manson has this ego thing going on that if she can’t get along with a horse then nobody can (look up HiCaliber Rux).  Just like Manson and Romney Faye think they alone get to decide what a bad backyard is and the irony to that is that HiCaliber is a bad backyard right down to cryptorchid stallions in with mares and fillies.  A huge part of the problem is that Manson won’t acknowledge she’s in over her head and that she really has no formal training in any of this.  She’s not a horse person, she’s not a business woman.  But rather than start yet another Facebook group where you try to bully people from speaking the truth, why not put that energy into fixing what you know is wrong?  Why not just prove me wrong?  #saytheirnames #showmethehorses

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Antics and Semantics

I’m human.  I’m not saying that in the Joseph Merrick sense or anything.  (That would be The Elephant Man to you Philistines out there and yeah, his name was Joseph and not John like in the movie).  I’m saying it in the high road sucks sense and sometimes I just gotta wallow.  So, I’m going to give myself permission to do a bit of that today, but I’ll also tie it up in some context so I can continue to delude myself that I’m not being completely petty.  I’m actually not.  I do have a point with most things I post and today is no exception.  Just bear with me while I get to the actual point of things.  In the meantime, pull up a seat and grab your pumpkin spiced whatever and let’s get started!

I’m sure a lot of you know about this already, but let’s rehash.  Last week, right before the village idiots got shook down for 17k, Manson and her screeching sidekick Jonathan decided to dazzle them all by showing how a 30% vet does intakes so much better than 100% vets.  It was pretty much a bullshit job from start to finish as various lies fell out of her lying lie hole, but the weight tape thing had me snorty laughing right out loud.  Seriously.  Manson went into this great spiel about how the weight tape isn’t always accurate as far as numbers because some horses can be ribby with big bellies (kinda like MOST of theirs are), but you can still see if the number changes and just go by that.  Well, a knot in a piece of bailing twine would do that for you too, but only if you measured the right part of the horse.  Right there on camera, Manson unintentionally demonstrates how NOT to use the weight tape. The directions are usually right on the tape FFS.  How hard is that to figure out?  There is a diagram and everything about where to place the tape.  It actually explains why so may of their horses look like complete shit, because she thinks big belly = healthy weight gain.  Then she lies some more about not giving Banamine right way if horses are dehydrated or something, but most of us who aren’t high on horse drugs or opiates remember her hitting every single horses that got off those loads from Louisiana with Banamine, wormer etc. with absolutely no consideration as to whether or not they were dehydrated.  I’m not even sure she knows how to tell if a horse is dehydrated without her magical SAA machine.  (cue Manson furiously googling `dehydration in horses’)  She also generally loads up every auction horse with Banamine and Dermosedan before they even get on the trailers or she has her ass barnacle, Robyn, do it if she didn’t manage to get out of bed that morning.  So, I’m not really sure why she felt the need to come on camera and lie about intakes and amaze us with her complete ignorance and lack of knowledge, but I’m sure the village idiots were suitably impressed and primed to dig super deep for the big ask that was coming.  Maybe that was the point all along.  It actually kinda worked for a while.

I addressed the permit drama a bit on the last post.  It was yet another big ask after greasing up the village idiots.  It’s also where we get to the semantics part of this post.  I don’t think most of us ever really doubted that the village idiots would cough up the cash nor did anybody other than the village idiots think they would be getting shut down.   I’m actually a bit surprised it’s taking them this long to raise the funds as they’ve seemed to stall out around 7k (they are claiming $1500 in paypal as well), but that’s no biggie considering we still haven’t figured out what all the extra cash they’re asking is for since they refuse to post any letters or official sort of documents.  They also don’t want to answer direct questions like, why have they known about this for a whole year and are only asking now?  Since Manson has dropped the love vibe schtick lately and can’t answer anything without going on a profanity laced rant,  HiCaliber has elected to allow Angrid field most of the questions since she’s mainly just angry and snarky, but a bit better at the verbal gymnastics than Manson.  From what I can gather, Angrid is saying that they didn’t technically `know’ since last year because they’ve been in talks and going back and forth with the county.  That’s not exactly true.  They did know since last September that they were going to need some sort of permit and they even knew, given their numbers and activities, what that permit was going to be.  It’s really nobody’s fault other than their own if they were operating under the ego-bloated assumption that they could talk their way out of having to follow the same rules as every other resident of that county.  In fact, even though they weren’t entirely honest and transparent in this video (go to minute 24) it does show they were meeting with the county as far back as early May about this situation.  They also knew they were out of extensions before they came to the village for money.  To me, and most logical people, that would suggest they left things until it was at crisis point whether it was intentional or due to stupidity, that’s the fact of the matter.  However, here is where we are and they need the cash for right now.  Brace yourself for them to be needing more because they actually should be getting a Tier 4 permit since they always have over 100 horses on the property except on days they know an inspector is coming.  Given the amount of grief they have been getting lately, wouldn’t you think they’d just knuckle down and cover their asses once and for all?  Why fudge this process and risk the fines?  I don’t get it.

I was sent this spread sheet by an awesome reader.  It is a 30 day snapshot of the money HiCaliber has asked from the villagers and mostly received.  For those of you that are lazy, the grand total of asks is $42,485 including the permit money.  Think about that and look at the list.  How is spending that much money buying, that many horses in one month even remotely close to rescue?  Looks like a horse trading spreadsheet to me and then you have them even begging for water and Gatorade?  Really?  Manson was even asking on live feed for people to send duct tape.  That’s ridiculous and irresponsible.  Next month the totals will be similar with a variation on headers because they realize the village idiots won’t twig that they keep needing more and more money every single month and it’s nearly always time sensitive thing.  That’s actually a page out of the bad rescue red flag list.  Go ahead and google it up and you’ll see HiCaliber ticks a lot of red flag boxes.  Not all, but a lot.  Certainly enough to make a person pause. The other issue with this list is where is their other funding sources?  Most other rescues get grants and sponsorships so they aren’t nickel and diming their followers into the poor house.  If HiCaliber can’t manage to do the same then perhaps they need to put a real board of directors in place and get a whole bunch more professional.  While we’re looking at this list, how many of these auction purchases have they ever posted an update on?  I’m still kinda waiting for the updates on the Louisiana horses which I’m sure will come in right around the same time as the DNA results from the paper bag of hair Manson claims to have.

At least we know where some of the donor dollars are going…

 

I’m going to preface this next bit by saying this isn’t about fat shaming.  I know lots of larger riders that are lovely riders and they are `light’ riders too. Just the same as I know smaller riders that are complete loads and ride really heavy.  Part of being a light rider is empathy and I think the pictures above show a distinct lack of that.  This past weekend, Manson and her chosen ones,  went on a poker ride.  Naturally this was cause for much vulgarity and crude humor as Manson and her merry band of gunsels proceeded to take their show to new territory and inflict themselves on a new group of people.  Besides the drunken antics and lewd and inappropriate comments to the ride organizers, Manson was extremely preoccupied with the horse she was riding, Jelly, dropping his penis.  Actually, Manson has been preoccupied with penis in general quite a bit on the live feeds lately, but in this case it was Jelly’s manhood that held her attention as she attempted to photograph it from various angles before getting somebody else to do it for her so she could paste it on the HiCaliber Facebook page with the hashtag `dickpic’.  Because nothing says `professional’ like sexualizing the horse you claimed to rescue.  What the rest of us saw as a horse that probably just really wanted to pee but she was too ignorant to get up off his kidneys so he could do just that.  Howver, let’s say he didn’t have to pee because, to be honest, a number of the HiCaliber horses looked pretty drugged.  I’m talking lip drooping and birds tweeting around their heads kinda drugged.  Let’s say Jelly was just hanging his thang out because he was stoned.  He was still stretched out like he was in pain.  Do you blame him?  The saddle on him clearly is digging into his withers with not enough or the right kind of saddle pad on him and Manson is spilling out over the saddle which doesn’t distribute her weight properly and help matters either.  I’m not even going to get into the rider weight to horse weight ratio.  You can draw your own conclusions on that.  None of this can be comfortable for him.  Poor horse!  Next thing you know he’s going to go `behavioral’ or end up with a fistula on his withers either of which could eventually land him on the dreaded `euth list’.  Poor thing has already been subjected to The Fice for a short period of time, now he’s become one of Manson’s go to mounts because she’s still too afraid to get back on her own horse since she fell off him.  #Freejelly

Not to be outdone by her new BFF and mentor, Amanduh put her horsemanship on display yet again as she rode the infamous and drugged looking Dawson on the poker ride.  Dawson is not available for adoption but is still being funded on the donar dollar because Manson has 4 other personal horses already living for free at HiCaliber.  Amanduh of the $75/hr lessons and classical training can’t seem to figure out how to tie a rope halter properly.  This didn’t stop Manson from loudly boasting to an unsuspecting and glassy-eyed ride volunteer how all their horses are bitless and use rope halters only because they don’t need them with Amanduh swigging on her beer and nodding in agreement.  This was before the bitching and moaning about not being allowed to ride on the paved bike path because Dawson was too tired to walk in sand or something and just generally being in appropriate and gross.  I’m guessing self awareness and social graces aren’t cool in the HiCaliber culture or something.  At least they impressed themselves.

Ok, this is me being a little bit petty.  It amuses me.  It seems like Amanduh is always on the wrong lead on videos lately.  It certainly isn’t an intentional counter canter she has going on there since the horse has zero collection or engagement going on, so I’m guessing she just doesn’t know any better.  What’s worse is it feels like complete shit and four flat tires to be on the wrong lead, so I’m not even completely sure how or why you would go more than about two strides without fixing that shit.  I knew my leads before I was 5 years old, but I realize not everybody is lucky enough to grow up with that opportunity.  Still, it’s a basic skill and one of the first things you learn when you learn to canter or lope at whatever age that may be.  You don’t even have to be `classically’ trained to learn that either.  It’s pretty basic.  Personally, I think if you’re going to teach other people to ride, and especially if you’re going to charge $75/hr to do so, you should be able to figure out if you’re on the correct lead or diagonal yourself.  Actually, if you’re going to teach others to ride you should not only be on the correct lead and diagonal, but you should be able to feel it without looking.  I actually feel sorry for the people who sign up for lessons that are going to be learning wrong.  Sadness.

See all those names on the screen shots above?  There are 117 names and those are all the horses and donkeys that were intakes in 2016 that are no longer alive.  One hundred and seventeen.  That’s more than an average of two a week dead.  That’s not to say that some weren’t legitimate compassion pulls and some died in foster or other places for legit reasons, but you can pick out quite a few WTF names on there.  Horses that never got the courtesy of a goodbye post or any acknowledgement at all before they were erased from the website as if they never existed.  Be careful about asking after them on Facebook as you’ll likely be met with hostility and banning.  Not all these horses died last year, but not all the horses that died last year were intakes from last year either.  How about we see how we’re doing this year so far?

This is the horses that have been 2017 intakes that are no longer with us.  The change to that list is that Adagio should be added and Fila should be Fili (not sure of spelling).  Again, some horses were legitimate compassion pulls but the majority of these animals died at the other end of Manson’s gun.  56 of the 2017 intakes are already dead with a few that probably won’t be with us very much longer.   That’s 173 horses dead in the last 21 months averaging 2 per week.  That’s a whole bunch of bullets.  To be clear, this is just a list of the 2017 intakes that are no longer with us.  More than that have actually died this year.  You gotta wonder what that takes to be able to shoot that many.  In contrast, two other rescues I follow lost horses in the last week.  One from natural causes and the other was put to sleep aka not shot in the face.  Both horses had nice tributes posted on their respective pages.  They were honored and, I’m sure they are mourned.  One of these things is not like the others…

 

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t aware of the antics that play out on Facebook.  I don’t really get it, but I’m aware of it and from time to time, I even look in on some of them.  Lately, it’s a bit difficult to tell who is who.  You have Angrid and her goons on the poop page flinging turds at the horror story girls and then we have the break off groups of the same people in some cases and in other cases exiled people or ones that need to be on their own power trip.  I’m not entirely sure of the dynamics there nor am I sure which ones post here other than the ones that are in direct email contact with me.  That’s our little secret though, so no worries there.  What I really don’t get is why y’all need so many groups and what does any of it have to do with me other than you like to grab screen shots from here, because for some reason I keep getting blamed for your fuckery.   I don’t really care one way or another because I’m all about information getting passed along, but I think we need to pump the brakes a bit with the group creation.  Now y’all have created a private group to discuss HiCaliber with Angrid and it can’t be public (saw it anyhow, thx) because Angrid needs a safe place and was getting uncomfortable with being called on her bullshit.   This is even though everything is getting screen shot and passed along anyhow from both parties, so wtf is the point?   I do not care if this costs readers here or what, but half of you `horror girls’ are becoming just as bad as the village idiots.  It’s drama, drama, drama all the time.  I’m counting the days until I can put this to rest and I’m beginning to think that some people are going to have a hole punched in their life when it is all over but the crying.  Remember those names I just posted above.  That’s why I’m here. Why are you?

Now that I’ve pissed off both sides of the equation, I want to remind you we’re headed into another Tuesday fund-raising extravaganza. tomorrow  Donations have been down and lies are going to be spun.  No, they didn’t run out of horses in Texas, New Mexico or whatever other place Manson pulls out of her ass to say a new kill buyer hails from in order to loosen some purse strings.  It’s simply not true.  Why would somebody drive 1700 miles to a sale that habitually has less than 10 horses run through each week, in a state where shipping to slaughter is illegal?  Keeping in mind they would drive across several states that have lots of horses and it is legal to ship to slaughter on the way there.  Misner does it because it’s in his own back yard practically and he collects horses from all over to get his buddy Chavez to launder them for him, but even a bottom feeder like Misner still isn’t going to ship stallions, grays, or skeletal horses because they won’t be accepted at the border.  Stop paying this loser to clean up his messes.  Please. Before you open your purse strings to buy from a kill buyer please read the screen shot below.  It was posted in an anti-slaughter group.  I’m happy to credit the person who wrote it if that is his wish.  I take it he’s a trader or trainer.  Learn it and live it and share it everywhere.  Keep a good thought for those poor horses that are going to be exploited tomorrow.  We’ll reconvene here in a few days to do a postmortem, I’m sure.  Ciao for now!

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Recaps and Big Asks…Yup, It’s Friday!

Happy Friday!  I reckon it’s time to fire off a post even though our last blog entry was a bit of a mic drop.  Thanks again to Ann and all our past and future guest posters.  Your experiences and insights are important to hear even if the truth is inconvenient for the village idiots.  Because I certainly can’t add to or top the firsthand accounts, I’m just going to do the usual today with some updates, recaps and attempts to untangle a few lies.  I’ve also got a few inner sanctum things to share because that’s always fun to watch the fallout from those too. *cue howling and turd flinging from the village idiots*.  For now though, let’s start off where we kinda left off on my last post.  Milk carton horses…

So the last time I posted (not counting the guest post), I mentioned Anne and Cotton.  I get several emails each week asking after particular horses and these two are ones that nobody I asked seemed to have any memory of as far as their fates.  So, rather than jumping to conclusions I put it out there and guess what?  It worked!  Within one day, I had a few emails on each horse, all saying the same things.  Anne turned out to have gender ID issues.  Romney Faye Baker failed to recognize that Anne had a penis, which was super strange considering all the peen cancer diagnostics we’ve seen at auction in the past.  At any rate, Anne became `Glaze’ and Glaze turns out to be a branded mustang.  Cotton’s story was a bit stranger.  It seems a private buyer had wanted Cotton but was too late or something so, Cotton was fund raised for, purchased and brought back to HiCaliber.  The PB was still interested so, they paid the purchase fee and also for his vetting and got the horse within a few days leaving the original funds raised (purchase plus responsible rescue fees)  for the eyelash fund.  There was no adoption contract for Cotton despite what Manson is now claiming.  It seems her hard and fast rule about once horses arrive at the ranch they only leave with their contracts is actually a fluid rule depending on who you are.  I’m sure the PB that got screwed over the sushi foals will be thrilled to know that.  At least we found out the fate of `Anne’ and Cotton.  Keep asking questions.  Milk cartons work!

I’m not going to get too deep into the auction recap this week because there is so much else to cover.  As per usual, it was a major shell game by Manson made worse by the fact that she was operating under the misguided notion that she was `unsupervised’ this week.  Pinholed pupils and all, she lied every which way she could resulting in 5 poor souls being dragged back to the feed lot to face their fate, one already being on very thin ice due to a popped knee and melanomas.  Thankfully one was super skinny so they managed to wedge all 5 of them into a 4 horse trailer, thinking nobody would notice that on the live feed.  I’m not sure if it’s because Manson isn’t very likable or what was going on, but the donations weren’t flowing even though there was a number of horses at auction this week. So, when they only had enough money for one, it was time to dust off the `out of state kill buyer’ strategy and create a sense of urgency in the village idiots.  To up the ante even more, the kill buyer would only sell all his load or nothing and they just happened to be the 4 best looking horses at auction.  All this because a private buyer wanted the magical dancing horse.  Dancing horses are another sympathy strategy at auction.  Even though the PB stated after the fact that HiCaliber had been asked to bid on that horse before he went in the ring, HiCaliber went with the story that because one person wanted one horse they had to buy all of them or they were going to Mexico.  We’ll get to the Mexican vacation part in a bit.  This meant that the sorry looking horses that Misner bought couldn’t be sold to HiCaliber although Manson assured her idiots that they’d get another crack at those (and they will and they will pay large once again). The village loves urgency, or `exigency’ as Manson likes to call it, so they raised the funds and sealed the fate of the poor horses the mysterious out of state KB ended up with.  They did need a little nudge with Manson tugging at their heart-strings telling them about having to `look’ horses in the eye that were on their way to Mexico.  She was referring to Doughboy in Louisiana’s clip she used a few days prior so I’m still kinda scratching my head at how she managed to look them all in the eye all the way from Southern California, but I’m still kinda confused at how they were 3 hours into their trip to Mexico while they were still on his lot, so color me confused all the way around.  All joking aside, the fact is it was all another bunch of lies.  IF there even was a kill buyer, he would have a contract and contracts must be filled.  That means that he wouldn’t be selling horses in the parking lot after the fact because he would still have a contract to fill.  However, there was no kill buyer because kill buyers don’t pay $300 and up per horse and make any money at all. They also don’t generally have loads of only 4 horses because that isn’t even worth the gas money to take them south.  In fact, they would lose money buying horses for that much and then factor in a gray horse with visible melanomas, that wouldn’t make it across the border because they do not slaughter those for consumption.  Even Mexico has rules and standards.  It’s not a free for all across the border no matter what Manson tells people.  What the boogie man likely was, was a trader that is smart enough to know these crazy heifers from HiCaliber will buy anything and everything and everybody makes out like bandits on Tuesday at Ontario.

So this happened recently.  I guess when The Cannabis Queen’s offer of lessons failed to raise any interest, it was time for the big gun to be brought out.  Let’s just set the absolutely ridiculous price of all this aside because I can’t even with that,  and talk about what is on offer here.  We’ve all seen Amanda on various live feeds.  Only last evening she was on live feed merrily cantering around the arena on the wrong lead and not only did she not correct it, but Manson didn’t even pick up on it.  These are the people who are going to teach neophytes to ride.  I’m not exactly sure what `classically’ trained even means.  Is that the kind of muzak that was playing in the mall as she plugged quarters into her mount?  Who does one go to in order to perfect the unintentional counter-canter?  Who is the master of the elbows out, dig at the crotch hand positioning?  So many questions, but in all seriousness,  ANYBODY can take a clinic if they have the cash.  George Morris gives clinics all over the place and if you have thick enough skin, you can put your money down and take a lesson or two from him.  Hell, I bet he wouldn’t even waste his time insulting somebody like Amanda or The Cannabis Queen.  Tell me these big name trainers paid you to get on horse for them and then maybe I’ll stop squinting. Maybe.  Then we have the added issue that she’s going to be using the HiCaliber horses and facility to give lessons on and only kicking back 10% to HiCal.  Knowing Manson’s extreme greed, I’m surprised she’s not in for a cut unless the 10% goes to the eyelash fund, but it’s not even ok for them to be doing this on any level.  I posted a handy little screenshot from their own incorporation papers to clear that up.  Not ok, not cool.

Remember Percy?  Percy the poor horse that anybody and everybody licked because they all wanted him so badly when he was first purchased at auction back in January? Since then poor Percy has been through many different diagnosis and spendy treatments as the 30% vet has had her way with him.  Poor guy was lame and he got progressively more lame the longer he spent confined to the smallest stalls and pens at the feed lot.  First they decided he had suspensory issues so they had to fund raise for the world’s most expensive ultrasound, although we were never given the results or told if he even had that done.  Then he was still lame so after some diagnostics by a 100% vet, they decided to perform a heel neurectomy which required even more fundraising. Finally, after it was decided his surgery was moderately successful and his fundraising use was exhausted, they let him go to the volunteer that was always going to get him for the grand total of $1.  That’s right, the village just funded six months worth of diagnostics and procedures for a horse that got given away for $1.  I’m not sure what the 83 cents was for.  Maybe that was the paypal fees on the $1.  What say we check in on how Percy is making out now?

So this is Percy these days.  I’m not sure how far apart these video clips were or what, if any, meds were involved but jumping a heel nerved horse isn’t usually the best idea if longterm soundness is your goal.  Even if those jumps are just little cavellettis, why do it?  Then you come to Percy being ridden by the `classically trained’ Amanda.  What, the actual fuck?  Does nobody involved with HiCaliber know how to properly fit tack or own a proper saddle pad?  Why must they dangle off their withers and then flop down on their back like a load of poo?  This poor horse, even if he wasn’t already hurtingm, and he is hurting, he’d likely be body sore at the very least after that performance.  He scuttles and wobbles around that round pen like he’s walking on rusty nails.  I found it painful to watch.  I actually feel sorry for the girl who adopted him and I always have.  She’s clearly new to horses and being lead by these gunsels is just sad.  It’s even sadder when Percy seems to be the one paying the ultimate price.  Poor horse.

 

 

I’m sure by now that most of you have heard about the latest `big ask’.  Once again Manson’s lack of planning has become everybody else’s emergency.  She has known about this for over a year.  Let that sink in.  Over a year, yet she only comes to the village last night with it when time is almost up.  Why?  Well that’s anybody’s guess but my guess is she knows that the village idiots get off on deadlines, so throw in the threat of doors closing (bullshit) and that they are being unfairly picked on and everybody is digging in the sofa for every spare penny they can find.  It’s textbook and it’s working.  The thing is they aren’t going to get their doors shut, they’ll incur some fines and to the village idiot that is wondering how many horses could be saved with the 17k instead?  Well first off the permit is not 17k it’s just under 9k and second off, that’s still not even close to how much donated money went into those china chompers and big lips Manson is sporting.  She lives for free at HiCaliber along with her personal herd of horses (yes, they are trickling back in again), but how much money has she actually donated lately? Don’t get me started on time.  She goes days without walking across the driveway to the barn and she never lowers herself to actually feed.  Seems to me she just takes and asks everybody else to go without.  But that’s not enough for Manson, she not only allows threats to carry on, she’s encouraging them.  I know this is probably too much reality for the village idiots, but Manson would have a notice with fees and costs in her possession.  She could totally post it and be transparent , but why bother when you can plump up the ask and make a bit of pocket-money on top?

For about the millionth time, the writer of this blog, aka me, is not who they think it is.  The person they are harassing is not me, but even if it was, is it even remotely ok to offer up her address and sick the village on her knowing how unstable some of them are?  Here’s a newsflash for the village, the permit thing is a cost of doing business.  Despite Manson’s claims of it being `complaint based’ it’s not.  Think about it.  If that was the case hardly anybody would ever bother with permits.  It’s just a responsible thing you do when you are adulting and the fact that Manson ignored her responsibilities doesn’t make anybody else evil or wrong.  She’s got a big problem with manure and vector control there and that becomes all her surrounding neighbor’s issue too.  With all the histrionics and pearl clutching the bean flickers were doing, not a single one of them noticed that the picture they chose for their campaign is of 5 babies stuffed in a tiny stud pen surrounded by manure piles.  Time for Manson to grow up, own her part in things and handle her business.  As for the rest of the village idiots, I’m not even bothering to cover up the names involved in this douchebaggery.  If you’re dumb enough to make threats on a public page, I’m going to post them.

The above screen shots are from one of their inner sanctums and are exactly the type of thing that makes people call code enforcement.  They know they have way too many horses and mountains of manure with nary a removal bin in sight.  Their answer to the situation is to edit it out of pictures so all those $5 donors that give up their lunch money every time they ask, can continue to live secure in their delusions that all is well at the feed lot.  I find it somewhat telling that the one suggesting they hide the poop  and overcrowding issue is their resident animal control officer/board member.  Rather than telling them to deal with their numbers and manure for the health of the animals, she suggest hiding it to keep the dollars flowing instead.  What else is there to say?

I think I’ll finish up with this oldie but goodie.  Don’t worry, Trently is still off having baby talk and tarp training , but I’m not sure they ever did find the needle.  I sure hope some poor horse didn’t end up shot in the face because of stepping on it or something.  You never know.  Just to be clear, it is the horses I do worry about.  Yup, Manson and her cohorts annoy the piss out of me, but they’d fall off my radar in a hurry if they got out of the horse business.  That’s where I’m different from the village idiots too.  I don’t think it is about the horses for most of them.  If it was, they would maybe show more concern for horses that were rescue transfers like Sully/Willie, Moose/Deacon, Cannon/Little Dude, Saban and so many others.  Horses that were on euth lists at HiCaliber and are now thriving but you know what I see?  I see village idiots trolling those pages only to insert praise for HiCaliber any time those horses are mentioned or pick fights if people praise the new rescues for their good work.  I see them actually try to block funding efforts for those animals and laugh they don’t raise as much as the mighty village.  It’s a foreign concept to them that other rescues have grants and other sustainable funding sources so they don’t have to beg for every roll of duct tape and cup of coffee.  The village idiots are good at picking fights too.  Anything to keep that drama going.  They certainly don’t support those animals after they leave HiCaliber so we know it’s not about the animals for them.  They’re paying to keep their drama fix going.  Period.  How do you combat that?  You really don’t.  We can keep putting the truth out there.  Despite the threats that is within our rights to comment on what a public organization puts out there and opinions are still legal too.  There is no law on the books that say you have to keep silent when somebody lies in order to raise money.  We can keep supporting the rescues doing it right, as there are many.  We’re going to need them robust and healthy when this all comes tumbling down one day.  Doing the right thing is never easy or even all that much fun, but trust me, it sure feels good when karma comes around and karma always comes around eventually.  For now, hug some horses, spread some truth and stay the course!  Have a great weekend!

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Guest Post – Mea Ola’s Place Speaks Out

 

As most may have gathered, the guest poster I have for you today is Lalainia `Ann’ Kline.  Ann is the founder and president of Mea Ola’s Place , a rescue in southern California that I’m sure many of the readers here have heard of.  I couldn’t be more thankful and honored that Ann chose to share her experiences with HiCaliber with all of us here.  It takes a lot of courage at the best of times to speak out against HiCaliber and the village, but it takes a little extra as a rescue knowing the wrath of the village and their propensity to troll social media pages in order to attack anybody that dares speak the truth.  She has nothing to gain from telling any of this other than peace of mind.  I think her thoughts and words are especially important as we head into yet another auction Tuesday and fundraising drive.   Please read what she has to say very carefully and let it sink in.  With that being said, I’m going to hand off to Ann.  This is her experiences with HiCaliber in her own words.

“The HERO award belongs to our many seniors, DSLD horses, Cushing’s, IR horses and lame horses that call MOP home.”

“The volunteerism belongs to our entire team.”

I first heard about HiCaliber at the time Starlight Sanctuary was up and going strong…around the end of 2012. I was also paying attention when Michele showed up there and went ballistic the following year. Horses had no water…horses in worse condition than they were at intake, broken down fencing, filthy pens. I also remember some of the excuses given by the other rescue.  Any of you that were around at that time will understand that lately, the goings on at HC are eerily reminiscent of that exact scenario. It saddens me more than most because I once looked up to them. I trusted them. I had their back so to speak for many years. I defended them… Until this year when everything changed. I’m not a hater and I am certainly not jealous.  I feel as though I have been duped.

 

Fila shortly after intake

Fila today

During the period from January 2016 until May of this year,  Mea Ola’s Place has taken in 10 horses/donks  via HiCaliber  from the Ontario auction.  It wasn’t until May of this year, when we took in Fila(Orphaned right after auction) and then a failed private buyer donkey, that I realized something was wrong with this picture. It was actually an email sent to me by a dual supporter (follows and donates to both rescues) that got my attention. (Paraphrasing here)  “Did Fila come with any donations because something like  $1700 was raised for her and her mother” . I answered truthfully…”No, they have never forwarded any donations”.  Once it was brought to my attention, I realized this was a big problem and I had never even thought about that!  When we brought Fila in,(and most of the others) we asked for donations too! In my defense, up until that email, I was not paying attention to what they were doing in terms of fundraising, AS I AM BUSY CARING FOR OUR HERD, managing things at MOP, keeping our supporters and followers updated, etc.,  so I wasn’t on their facebook page all that much. It wasn’t odd to be tagged on their page sometimes when donkeys came up, but other than the times I was tagged or called by them to take in something, I rarely visited their page. This was a serious ethical issue…and possibly a legal one too!

Cassini at auction

The next eye opener was with a donkey named Cassini. Many of you may remember the donkey with ropes and a ratchet strap tied all over him in early May. We had just attended the Lancaster auction the day before Cassini was at Ontario and had saved a donkey and a mule. I was being messaged and texted by dual supporters that HC needed help to get him safe. This is the ONE time I was paying attention while they were at auction. I went to the page and counted over $900 in pledged donations. So, I posted that to dual supporters who wanted us to save him. Next, I was being tagged and messaged because many were saying that even with the donations, he still needed a place to go. Once again, I visited the HC page and saw that someone had stepped up as a private buyer.  I posted that and the messages and texts stopped. That was all I heard about Cassini until a couple of weeks later. I was first contacted by Rene saying that it wasn’t working out with the PB and asking if could I take him. I said we could if someone (and I meant  HC because I knew they had received donations for this donk, in addition to the private buyer paying their share) would pay the castration fee. I even said it could be paid to our vet directly. I also gave the option of us just working with him after the castration in hopes he could return to the PB. The messages went silent after that.

Cassini with Manson

Fast forward a few more days and lo and behold…the private buyer of Cassini contacted me. This person was so desperate to get him off their place, that they agreed to cover hauling AND the castration. I felt bad for this person to have to do that, but we had taken in quite a few and needed to make sure funds were secured for his castration. This is not the first private buyer gone bad experience and since then, we have been asked to take in others, but have declined. The truth is that we are full. In Cassini’s case, someone could have been terribly injured and possibly even killed. He is an intact Jack donkey which means he is no different than a stallion. Not only did these people have no real horse experience, they had NO idea what to expect from a Jack. While here, Cassini has charged people, bit, and even knocked one person to the ground. This is all hormone related and we do believe those traits will leave after castration. But, you can bet that he will never go to someone that doesn’t  have experience, even if he becomes a puppy dog. I later found out that he acted up while being led to the trailer at auction that day…in a display of aggression and “all male” behavior.  These buyers were not even warned about him!

 

Laverne

Shirley

Our board had been informed and were in the process of making a decision after Cassini and Fila about whether we would taking any via HiCaliber again after this came into play. What exactly am I supposed to tell people that donated to HiCaliber for these that we take in? It looks like “double dipping” if we ask for “responsible rescue funds” for the same ones!   And to top it all off…We had paid HiCaliber twice for some. This year we paid $480 for two jenny donks (Laverne and Shirley) Plus $150 to haul them here via one of their team members. (Just saying, we will haul for other rescues for JUST GAS) It’s just shy of an hour from Ontario to MOP. And the best kick in the gut was when I was asked to paypal the money via friends and family, but screwed it up and was asked to send them another $5.25 for the pay pal fees!  All of us that accept donations via pay pal pay those fees.  On some fundraisers we may ask for a little extra to cover pay pal fees, but  I would never ask a rescue to do that, especially when we paid for the donkeys and they collected funds for them as well

Zoe

We also paid them $225 for a jenny donk directly from Voldy’s lot that they asked us to take. She was supposedly super gentle. OMG…that was the WILDEST and most terrified donkey we have ever had here. She was more wild than the BLM wild burros!  We also paid $50 for hauling, directly to the hauler…and even gave him a small tip. It was just about the same distance here from the auction, but $100 less that time. (different person)

Jassper

So, at this point…early June, I thought it best just to cut our losses and move on. No need to drum up any drama and ask for receipts and or forwarded funds at this point.  But, I started to wonder about all of the others we had taken in. Did they fundraise for those too?  I don’t have time to go back and look, but I’m fairly certain they did. All of the time leading up to this, I felt as if HiCaliber was doing us a favor by paying their auction fees and not asking us to do so. The reality is that they collected those funds, and more, while we took them all, save one, directly from auction. (meaning they didn’t spend a dime of responsible rescue funds, or hauling, or vetting, or anything but purchase…except for Jassper who was castrated at their ranch and we picked him up just days later. BTW, he came with a severe infection at the surgical site and was on pain meds and antibiotics for two weeks after we picked him up).

Ruby and Marilyn shortly after intake

Bella and Dallas shortly after intake

Next came the Louisiana mares and foals. Many of you already know how this went down, but here is a recap. Romney messaged me about taking a mare and foal pair. I honestly thought they were on Voldy’s lot.  She initially said they would cover the purchase and hauling costs. So I agreed to one pair, as I thought of Fila and how nice it would be for her to have someone her own age to play with, otherwise I would have declined. But, I soon realized (and this was my mistake, I do not think they were trying to deceive me in any way) that they were in Louisiana, at THL! I almost had a heart attack. But, it was too late to back out. I had already committed and one person had contacted me about covering the purchase of one pair.

Bella with Dallas

What ensued after that first day was nothing less than total panic on my part as I started to see where this was going. Romney herself told me that Thompson’s could ship (at least to Arizona) Oh no they weren’t  hauling ours! MOP was going to have NO PART of that! I was being attacked from HiCaliber haters, Hi Caliber supporters and Thompson supporters at the same time because I stood up and said we would have no dealings in which Thompson’s was going to make money on the backs of our donors. Haters didn’t believe that I had thought these horses were in Ontario to begin with. By the end of the second day, we were working on our own transportation and another person had contacted us about taking in a second pair.

Dallas

There was a lot of back and forth messaging between Rene, Romney and myself. At one point Romney told me to have the donors pay to HiCaliber paypal.  None of us were comfortable with that at all by this point and I recommended the donors  pay Thompson’s directly. Which they did, along with another $150 for supposed coggins, health certs and microchipping. Prices kept changing, and I asked hard questions like..”Um, why are we paying for a second coggins (good for 6 months) and another health cert (good for 30 days) when they were just transported from Texas to Louisiana? I wasn’t satisfied with the answers I was getting from Romney at all. The whole thing was really starting to smell. I wanted to run as fast and as far away from the drama as I could. That’s when we decided to just take over our own fundraising for what we needed covered to get them here safely.

Ruby and Marilyn

I was against out of state saves, I was against lining the pockets of the likes of the Thompsons, and was starting to question why HC would be working with them in the first place. I had seen bits and pieces of stories from the previous Louisiana rescues they did,  but it was right then that I started to do my own research. This was making no sense to me at all. Why would HC align themselves with THL? Why were they sticking up for AND promoting this place?

 

That is when I stumbled across this blog.  I had also made many phone calls to others in rescue and rescues that are well known, respected, ethical and transparent. The one statement I heard over and over, was..”Don’t just walk, run as fast as you can”. I heard “guilt by association”, “You don’t want your name involved here’.  So, I kept doing research and talking to others and made the decision to just lay low and move forward.

Porky and Captain leaving auction

Then the Saban issue came up. I was going to relent one last time, because, after all, it’s about the horses here. But, Michelle quickly nixed that because I had read this blog and posted  about MOP’s dealings with Tara and Thompson’s here during the Louisiana mare/foals.

Porky at summer camp

Captain enjoying play time

To our dual supporters: I have no problem if you continue to support HiCaliber’s efforts as well as MOP’s. But, please understand that we can’t continue to jeopardize our reputation and our rescue. I sincerely wish HiCaliber success, but there have been some very shady things that have gone on. At this point, I am not comfortable with the ethical standards shown by HiCaliber to MOP, as well as other rescues. I certainly can never agree that working with the Thompsons and actually sticking up for them is a good idea. Funny, when the drama unleashed on MOP during the Louisiana mare and foal debacle, not one person from HiCaliber had our back, But, they sure went to bat for Tara. That spoke volumes to me. Mea Ola’s Place will not risk our hard earned trust and reputation. There are horses to save all over the place right here in Southern Ca. We have no business, IMO, dealing with the likes of the Thompsons and Tara.

Tess after intake

Do you know that we had a gentleman here in late May that was looking to give MOP a grant and our association with HiCaliber came up as a question?  “To what extent is MOP involved with HiCaliber? Is it true that they are in cahoots with kill buyers?”  I’m not kidding here… It’s a bigger deal than many of you realize. Who we choose to associate with can mean life or death for our organization. I don’t despise HiCaliber and I am thankful for the many that landed at MOP because of their efforts.  But, sadly, it looks as if the days of us “working together”  have ended unless some serious regrouping, accountability and ethics were to come into play on their part. There is no shortage of horses out there needing help. Just this past week, I had to turn down many in need.

Nani after intake

I don’t believe in continuing to take on horse and donkey  after horse and donkey if we don’t have the funding, the boots on the ground to properly care for them, etc. etc. We have ceased all intakes until we can get the ones trained that need to be trained, find homes for some more, afford to hire some more part time help, and acquire more sponsors for the ones we already have.

Tess and Nani at MOP

At MOP, we do one life at a time. We have several that will remain here as sanctuary horses or donkeys for reasons related to age or lameness.  We don’t euthanize for anything other than a medical necessity. We have done heroics on some that others would have never given a chance. But, our philosophy is that once we rescue them, we are committed to them for life, whether they are “adoptable” or not.  

Cassini with Ann and Chris at Mea Ola’s Place

In the future, we would like to get together with other rescues that share our philosophies and ethics so that we can do more for horses in need as a group. But for now, MOP is regrouping,  reorganizing and taking a much needed break from a whole lot of drama that ensued because of our association with HiCaliber.

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A Million Reasons Why

Happy Friday!  I thought I’d better get this fired off before the weekend so I don’t get stuck playing catch up on Monday again.  It’s been a busy week already and I’m sure it’s going to roll that way right through the weekend at the rate the HiCalibrites are going.  So, as they position themselves and groom the village idiots for another big ask, I thought a post that more than illustrates some of my issues with The Manson Family would be appropriate right now.  We’ll get to the million part of in a bit, but for now let’s start with saying a few names, ask after a few others and look at some milk carton horses, because they’re a big reason why I write this blog.

Strange that this offended them given the current water conditions at the feed lot

Stacey prior to rescue

The last we saw of Stacey

Stacey is the first horse we’ll talk about today.  As with a lot of these horses, details are pretty sketchy after her initial intake.  We do know she was found by a villager along with another horse that was promptly named `Fuckboi’ by those classy ladies at HiCaliber.  The Fuckboi name didn’t last very long when they found out there was a family that had unexpectedly lost their son/father/husband and they wanted to make a donation.  Fuckboi was promptly renamed after the deceased family member, and Stacey was named after the wife.  They named a third owner relinquishment `Emmy’ because the decedent had won an Emmy award in the past.  The family was very touched and even came out to visit the horses named in their loved one’s honor about a month later.  That was the last time Stacey was mentioned and all trace of her has since been removed from the HiCaliber website and pages.  I’m not sure if we should start saying her name or asking for updates.  I fear it’s the former.

Cristina was `rescued’ off a muddy hill side back in February.  She was brought into HiCaliber along with her buddy, Jodi who was in much better shape.  I really wish I could tell you a bunch about Cristina, but I can’t.  She was said to be `pushy’ which, as we have come to know, doesn’t go over well with Manson.  She also was said to have some arthritis issues, although she didn’t look horrible in the intake video posted above.  Sadly, this video was all we ever heard about Cristina.  The village idiots didn’t really latch onto her or her story and she was quickly erased off the face of the earth.  Her buddy Jodi made out a bit better.  After hauling Becky and everybody else’s ass in various parades and trail rides, she was recently adopted into what hopefully works out to be a forever home for her.  It’s a shame her pasture mate didn’t get the same chance.  RIP Cristina.  #sayhername

Beautiful Joplin was only 6 years old.  She was purchased back in January of 2016 and was hung with the dreaded `neuro’ tag  at some point after, although none of her described issues scream `neuro’ to me and there was never a vet report shown on her.  They never showed her on moving on video that I can find either.  Warmbloods sometimes move different, especially if they are `big’ movers.  Maybe that’s what was really going on with her, maybe it wasn’t.  Sometimes those types of hind end issues need a horse put into a form of work/rehab to resolve.  It’s certainly worth a shot if the lameness is mechanical and the other option is death.  I couldn’t say what was going on with Joplin without seeing her but I do know that Manson cannot pick out a hind end lameness to save her life.  I’ve seen her misdiagnose countless ones on video and half the time she isn’t sure of the body part she’s looking at. What was the last one?  A luxating patella that was likely going to be a compassion pull, but turned out to be nothing even close?  Yeah.  At any rate, Joplin hung around on the pasture puff menu for quite a long time and disappeared at some point early this year.  Manson has not answered questions as to what happened or why and she’s been scrubbed from the website.  We all know what that means.  RIP Joplin #sayhername

 

I find that at the very least, HiCaliber sucks hard at doing regular updates.  They move horses in and out so fast, the villagers rapidly lose interest in them once the thrill of the save is over.  They don’t get a chance to invest in their story or become attached.  Even a horse that is rehabbing, they aren’t given regular updates so they can follow the journey.  That’s why it’s so easy for horses to vanish.  The next two we’re going to talk about I honestly do not know if they are alive or dead.  I don’t know if they were adopted, rescue transferred or went to foster.  I know they are not anywhere on the website as either a success story, foster or available.  They are simply gone.  The first was Anne.  She was purchased off Misner for $200 ( plus the $650 top up) back in February.  Even though she wasn’t at auctio, naturally the village raised the funds and they picked her up along with their other purchases that day.  Anne was seen on the Freedom Walk.  She was never mentioned or shown again, not even an intake video. I find that kind of sad considering the heart wrenching fundraising post they made about her. #whereisanne

 

Cotton is another missing horse.  He was bought in the chutes at auction back on April 11th for $200.  We do know he made it back to the feedlot as he was very briefly mentioned as being in a pen with the ill-fated Taj during a flash update on April 15th.  They both were bought at the same auction, which was a more chaotic than usual time at HiCaliber due to what was going on with Romney.  Not to make light of a personal issue, but safe to say that many villagers weren’t all that focused on the horses after purchase at that time.  All we really know about Cotton is he was blind in one eye and those types of horses don’t seem to last long at HiCaliber.  He has since been scrubbed from the website and never mentioned again.  People donate money to purchase these animals and support them.  They deserve to be updated and told what becomes of them. Sadly they either forget to ask or afraid to ask for fear of banning or being told to eat a bag of dicks.  #whereiscotton

Meet Nicky, Nicky Boy aka Chivalrous Copy.  Nicky isn’t missing or anything.  Yet.  He has been at HiCaliber for a few weeks and he’s not on the website or even mentioned.  He’s one of those owner surrender horses that tend to vaporize without a mention.  Milk carton horses make me really sad.  Horses being erased off the face of the earth make me really angry.  That isn’t honoring them or treating them with dignity or respect, so I’m going to tattle.  Nicky is alive and Nicky is at HiCaliber.  Nicky was very loved by his owner and I won’t get into what I was told about how he came to be at HiCaliber right now, although I was told he came with some supporting funds.  I was also told that he has some soundness issues, mainly old tears in both front suspensories, that tend to flare up after hard work.  That would very much limit him from being ridden hard and I most certainly hope he doesn’t end up having to pack a heavy rider around.  It always confuses me why they whine about these owner surrender horses and not being able to raise funds for them, but how can they when they never tell people they are there?  Why is that?  You’d think they’d want to move them out ASAP while they still look good and before they cost too much in care.  Before they `go feral’ out in the bigger paddock.  Why take a horse like this in and just let him stand in a small pen?  That isn’t good for an older horse with soundness issues.  They need to move around or they get stove up and then they end up shot in the head for soundness issues.  So, let’s say `Hi’ to Nicky and not let him disappear.  Let Manson know this horse is on the radar as of now.  #HiNicky

I feel like my emotions are being toyed with again.  It seems like every other month, Romney Faye threatens to leave or step back.  Now she says she’s quit, but we’ll still see her on Tuesdays.  WTF is going to be different?  It’s not like she ever spent any time at the ranch anyhow.  She’s not a horse person and before people start clutching their pearls and spazzing out, it’s not about the loss of her son.  I’m sure most of us that read here have suffered some loss in our lives and you can’t really compare one to another because, when it’s your loss, it’s literally all you can handle at the time and the worst thing you can imagine, so yeah, I’m sorry for all of us that have had loss.  I’m a whole bunch less sorry about it given Romney Faye’s cunty behavior all week long including mocking somebody else’s tragedy and bullying somebody for daring to show up on her turf on Tuesday, because that’s really putting horses first.  I can’t help but think that this might be a case of rats and ships given the current climate at HiCaliber and then you have this little gem from 2013.

It’s like this whole weird deja vu thing going on.  Romney Faye jumping ship before it all comes apart.  The thing is she helped Starlight acquire many of those horses.  She was deep into the feedlots back then and a lot of her fundraising techniques were nearly exactly the same as the ones she brought to HiCaliber.  The cultivating of relationships with the `benevolent’ kill buyer and all the urgency posts.  She talked a lot about saving from slaughter even back then and that’s why I hope she truly has hopped on her broom and is leaving horse rescue forever.  For all they years of slaughter talk from her, she still hasn’t the first clue how the pipeline works or any of the details and challenges advocates deal with every single day.  You’d think if you cared so passionately about an issue you might take the time to find out everything you could about it.  I couldn’t find one single mention by her of the SAFE Act or really anything about getting it all to end.  Just variations of `the truck is coming’ since 2013.  So yeah, I’m not too broken up about the exit of Romney Faye Baker at all if it comes to actually pass.  Hopefully, she’ll leave horses alone and go rescue gold-fish or something.  Bye girl!

It has been released!

I think we’ll keep things short and sweet today.  These milk carton posts are a lot to digest for most of us.  Horses shouldn’t disappear from a rescue on a regular basis.  Horses shouldn’t be dying for no good reason.  That’s one of a many reasons why I write this blog.  When this resolves, and it will resolve,  I’ll focus on other things, but for now I’ll see this through until something gives.  People can screech, whine and moan all they want.  You can bully and become the very thing you say you hate and I’ll keep telling the truth and voicing my opinion.  I don’t change my values because I get threatened or rejected like some people.  I’ve always said if HiCaliber stopped hoarding, abusing, neglecting and torturing horses, I’d move on to other things.  I don’t expect Manson to go to charm school and become a nice person and I don’t really care what she does as long as animals aren’t suffering.  If she had nothing to hide, she’d answer questions no matter who asked them because one way to shut a hater up is being truly transparent.  Show those vet invoices and reports that say all those horses had to die.  Save the scrubs for Halloween and let real vets do the work on these animals.  Please, stop giving me so much to work with all the time.  Stop lying.  That would be a great start too, but for now I’ll keep on doing what I do.

This is a bit off topic  and more than a little petty, but given the tantrums and tiaras being tossed about this week, it probably is worth sharing.  Awhile ago, one of my haters thought she’d be generous or bitchy to `offer’ me a job writing for her publication but I’d need to be heavily edited and all.  I don’t think she was serious.  I sure hope she wasn’t.  I’ve always laughed at that website even back before she made it worse.   She thought it would entice me or impress me to know that they got `thousands’ of views a day.  I think that’s what she was trying to do anyhow.  I’m happy to say though, that I do ok with this `terribly written’ blog, double spaces and all.  We passed a million views this week, which is pretty decent work for about 4 months worth of posts.  To the people who read and share and even the haters that park on this page and constantly hit refresh so they can screen shot me, I just wanted to say `Thanks a million’.  Ciao for now!  Have a great weekend!

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Sushigate and Emotional Blackmail

Not going to lie, I’m kinda irritated to have had to be working on a post over the weekend.  I try to declare my weekends fuckery-free zones but damned if those hosebeasts at HiCaliber didn’t proverbially shit their pants to such a degree that it was impossible to let slide nor could I just lump it in with something else because there has been just so much of it in the last few days it was going to end up a novel if I didn’t get it dealt with.  So, once again other things I’ve had in the queue have to wait a bit longer so we can deal with the exigent matters.  Do you like how I used `exigent’?  That is one of Manson’s favorite words other than her various euphemisms for vagina.  Words like `exigent’ are impressive when you only have to impress village idiots, and yes they are idiots but we’ll get more into that in a bit.  Let’s all buckle up, fuel up and settle in for this shitfest.  Apologies for the more colorful language than normal.  Did I mention that I’m irritated?

I realize that many of the current readership of this blog are recent followers and that’s awesome.  However, if you look back in the archives to the beginning of this blog, there is a shitload of anti-slaughter information.  Factual, researched and cited information.  Slaughter has been a long term fight for me and even while on hiatus with this blog, I still had my boots on the ground and I always will have until the day it is over once and for all.  As with most hot button issues, there are a few different types of advocates.  Just because you’re `anti’ doesn’t mean you’re all cut from the same cloth.  You get your zealots who are on the absolute fight against anything and everything that doesn’t fit into their narrow world view, even people on their own side.  They are kinda like your holy roller cousin that shows up to family functions and calls the rest of the fam jam fornicators and sinners and then runs off to self flagellate.  You have your serious advocates that are in it to win it and have their heads screwed on mostly straight.  They are going to stick to the facts even if they aren’t exciting and inflammatory because they know that’s what works even if it’s going to take a long time to reach their goals.  Then you have your opportunists who glom onto an issue because it’s in fashion or provides them some sort of pay off.  They don’t really have any sort of investment in the fight beyond what it provides them, so they don’t bother to educate themselves nor do they care or want it to end because their pay off will end with it. Calling them `anti’ is more than a stretch.  That’s the category Manson and HiCaliber fits into and always has.  Their profound ignorance on the subject of slaughter has been flashed before but it was on full display the past few days and it’s time to call shenanigans on the latest crapfest that fell out of Manson’s lie hole.  Not just for the sake of pointing out a lie, because that would be a full-time job with her, but because the lie is damaging and sets the actual anti-slaughter movement back significantly.  It’s because the lies she told are so fucking outrageous and just plain stupid, that I can’t let this one slide. It’s because there are still a few die-hard village idiots that will run around regurgitating this lie and make every anti slaughter advocate look like a histrionic asshole.  I’m not having it.

We began this latest swindle last Thursday evening.  Manson must have noticed that the cash donation box was low or maybe her latest round of lip injections depleted her pocket money or something, but she manifested some foals to `rescue’.  Babies usually are enough to tug on the heart-strings all on their own, but the village idiots haven’t been as predictable with their dollars lately, so the ask needed a bit more spin.  This caused Manson to dust off the foal sushi story yet again.  Romney Faye Baker had tried this once before and was soundly called out for her lies.  Manson happens to be a better liar.  Her lies have plot lines and layers and if you dare question her, she’ll tell you to eat a dick whereas Romney Faye will just sick an idiot on you and get out the ban hammer.  Because this is a Manson sized lie,  I think it’s probably best to break it down in bite sized chunks.  

I can honestly say that in all the YEARS I have been working the anti-slaughter side of things, I have never once heard of `foal sushi’.  Believe me if that was an angle we could use to raise awareness or outrage we’d have been all over it like Manson is all over Taco Tuesdays.  It’s simply not a thing and you can google it, you can ask any official source and all you will find is the one link Manson gave out which is from a blog written 5 years ago ( link ) without one cited source.  They don’t even have a screen shot of a crate of foals at the airport.  NOTHING.  Even so, the blog only mentions draft horses and the babies Manson was peddling were most certainly not drafts.  The blog also does not talk about foals beings shipped or even weanlings.  Apparently Manson either only read the title or can’t read with any comprehension.  Either one is plausible.  Both are likely.

The other lie here is that they were sitting in NorCal waiting to be shipped to Japan.  No.  No, they weren’t.  Japan does get most of their horses shipped live and that happens out of Canada via Bouvry for the most part.  It is still illegal to transport horses for the purposes of slaughter in California so not likely they are flying them out of California. They also wouldn’t ship any foal under the age of six months to slaughter because they would not be accepted.  Canada isn’t the wild frontier with no rules.  They have food inspectors and all sorts of red tape too.   Again, the ones that they do ship are mature draft horses and it’s been widely documented and protested.  They cram them in crates and they often don’t all arrive alive.  There is no way these tiny foals would ever make that long journey alive, nor would it be economical to ship them that way.  The hanging weight on them would make it cost prohibitive alone.  I think I saw one village idiot suggest there were pens behind restaurants where they kept them until they were ready to eat.  Seriously????  Do they even believe the shit they make up?

Let’s talk about the new boogie man in town and all that is wrong with that statement.  First off, why must HiCaliber `nurture’ any relationship with kill buyers?  Why don’t they try to not to be such assholes and maybe nurture a few relationships with other rescues rather than burning bridges?  As to there being a `new’ kill buyer in town, likely not.  There are few `suspects’ it could be, but they are far from `new’.   There is Ole Olson who works with Zena Quillan out of Fallon, Nevada.  Zena, besides having spawned  a convicted child pornographer currently serving consecutive life sentences, sells to Bouvry and has also done business with Manson in the past.  Hell, they might be dealing with her.  Actually, I believe that filly Manson convinced the village idiots to pay $2000 for off the feedlot in Nevada right after she got back from yet another Hawaiian vacation was from Zena.  Remember her?  The one she named Rula Nalu which means `rule breaker’ in Hawaiian? Zena and Ole both like to buy up rez foals which this lot appears to be.  Yes, their mothers have likely gone to slaughter and the babies are bi-products.  If they were able to be slaughtered, they’d have shipped with their mamas. There is also a connection to Misner through them as Ole also works with Chavez in New Mexico.  Need a score card yet?

Ahhh, now we get to the dollars and sense.  Is it just me or does anybody else notice that every month or so Manson seems to come up with some time sensitive scam need to raise between $6500 to $9500?  Don’t worry, I have screen shots if Manson goes on another scrub mission.  Lately, that’s the case, but she’s gone as far to blur out an invoice in one picture so we don’t really know that money isn’t going for rent or whatever.  We just know that the village idiots dig deep and if they don’t, they put the pressure and the guilt on them to motivate.  So, getting back to the foals.  7 to 10 foals at $850/each is between $5950 and $8500.  Not a bad profit margin at all.  At least we can safely assume it’s not a bad profit margin because right before these 7 to 10 foals materialized was the weekly Fallon sale where horses run through.  Fallon being where Ole and Zena like to hang, if you recall.  I pulled the market report for last week and horses under 1100lbs aka foals, averaged $26/head, which sounds about right.  $200 is quite the mark up from that.  I love the part of where she says no emotional blackmail or price gouging.  I hope her pants burst into flame as she wrote that up.  What is `foal sushi’ if not emotional blackmail?  Anyhow, even the potential buyers from up north were not allowed to make arrangements to pick their horses up closer to home, instead Manson said they all had to come back to HiC, because that doesn’t throw up any red flags or anything.  This kinda brings us back to Bubba Misner who isn’t new, but he’s played the part of `kindly old gentleman’, `notorious flipper’, `good guy’ and whatever else happened to fit in with the weekly parking lot fables as long as they could convince the village idiots they weren’t dealing exclusively with the Misner family.  Why would this time be any different?

Bubba at Mike’s

Bubba at Mike’s

Bubba’s babies

Bubba’s babies

Bubba’s babies

SJ Brand Owners

I’m not sure if how or if this relates to the foals at HiCaliber, but Manson made mention of some `bigger foals’ being part of this load and that the kill buyer was going to `hold them back’ to sell on the open market.  You know, because there is such a hot market for rez foals and all.  Enter Bubba…He shows up at Mike’s Auction with three babies that are obviously bigger and older than the HiCaliber bunch.  What they are sporting is the SJ brand on their left hips, which traces back to Jacksons in Weed, CA.  That is `up north’ for those of you that don’t know.  Misner’s shit hole of a feed lot is also technically `up north’ of Valley Center where HiCaliber is as well.  Misner ran the bid up on all three of these babies and still only got $200, $200 and $170.  Could be a coincidence, might not be.   It’s not like any of the players are known for being honest so we’ll likely never know for sure.  What I do know for sure is that the Paint baby in the original picture never showed up anywhere and that group of babies  in that picture may or may not be the ones that ended up at HiCaliber.  Helluva shell game going on…

 

Manson may not know shit about horses but she sure knows how to work a crowd and apply just the right amount of pressure with a dash of urgency or, as she would say it, exigency.  She also seemed to channel Tara Sanders Satan when she reminds people there will be no guarantees and that they must arrange their own vetting. That part is important because, apparently her rules are fluid.  Later, she will insist that they are all vetted by their own vet, Dr. Brian Talbot from Palomar Equine.  I don’t know much about the guy but maybe she gets a kick back or something.  She made up a lie about the kill buyer not wanting to drop the horses off in NorCal where he allegedly was and then decided to just ignore all the other questions that she didn’t have an answer for.  When she didn’t get a fast enough monetary response, she said the wittle babies were looking for milk.  They are weanlings.  They don’t need milk.  Trust me that her lazy ass isn’t out there tonight bottle feeding them nor did that thought ever cross her fucking mind. She mentioned them and milk to make everybody sad enough to loosen up the purse strings.

As if there was ever any doubt, the village idiots came through once again and sealed the fate of 10 foals.  Of course there was 10, you didn’t think Manson would actually leave any money on the table and settle for 7, did you?  I’m sure we’ll never hear but I’d be interested to know how the person that thought they adopted a blue roan is going to feel when they realize the horse is gray.  Probably no less surprised when whomever gets the `buckskin’ figures out it’s not really a buckskin, although that should be quite obvious by the pictures.  Colors aside, Manson and her ass barnacle, Robyn, charged off into the night to pick up their foals.  Because they are lazy and don’t really give a shit about the horses, they hogpiled them all into Bang Bang Becky’s trailer which would explain he lumps, bumps and scrapes they all showed up with.  Naturally, once the babies were secured, drama broke out.

Looks like we better put the coffee on and get out the  donuts because we may have another incoming former villager.  Or course any time Rene wedges her head into anything it automatically becomes a shit show as she has a real gift for speaking out of turn, leaping to conclusions and generally saying too much.  Still, she did manage to do some decent damage control and smooth the ruffled feathers until Manson got her back up.

Manson doesn’t like people that don’t bow down to her.  She really doesn’t like being caught in lies or scams so she felt the need to put a generous donor in her place, complete with calling her a `twat’.  That was before she mentioned she was on her way to church.  The irony wasn’t lost on most of us, nor was multiple use of the words ethics and ethical .  Obviously that’s a new seed she’s trying to plant in everybody’s minds like she once did with transparent.  Once again, Manson trips over her own ego.

There is really not much I can add to this rather well worded and perfect response.  Sooner or later these villagers see the light and it is usually painful for them.  The don’t all make their way over here, but be nice to them.  Reality is harsh once you leave a cult. Sadly, there are still many cult members to carry on the stupidity and spread the lies.

I know the PDF is probably too small to read.  What is important is the logo in the upper left hand.  The `Canadian non-profit’ in question is The Canadian Horse Defense Coalition.  These are the ones that have tracked and protested the shipment of live horses to Japan.  Their Facebook banner is of the crates of draft horses shipping out of Calgary, Alberta.  If anybody knows what is getting shipped to Japan, it would be this organization considering they follow the trucks in and out of Bouvry’s feed lot, which is an entirely different location than the slaughter house.  I love that this particular village idiot cited them as the source to support the `sushi foal’ lie.  As suggested, people did contact the CHDC to ask them WTF about foal sushi and they did so right out in the open so everybody could see the answer.  In fact they did so under a post about live shipments to Japan and the feedlot conditions over there, complete with a link to footage, pictures and actual documentation.  If you truly care about the issue of horse slaughter you will go to this link ( CHDC  ) and educate yourself.  At the very least check out their Facebook page.

Back to sushigate…here is the answer from CHDC.  There is no proof.  Awkward.  I guess one picture of a foal with a sales tag on its ass does not a sushi foal make.  Not that it really matters.  The village idiots tend to avoid facts and reality when it doesn’t back up Manson’s lies, just like all good cult members do.  They’ll even extrapolate on her lies to try to make sense out of them.

These are just samplings of how stupid some of the village idiots truly are.  Jilly has posted this same link all over the place.  Clearly, Jilly can’t read because that article only talks about shipping adult draft horses and mentions buying foals to raise in order to ship, but nothing about foal sushi.  Basically by posting it all over, she has proven that Manson is lying.  Thanks Jilly.  I hope Manson doesn’t shoot the horse she named after you in the face as punishment.  The other screen shots pretty much speaks for itself.  How do you educate people like this? Why even bother?

Again, apologies in advance for the language, but sometimes only one word applies to a situation.  Because Manson is a cunt and laughing all the way to the bank as she gets away with yet another major lie, she decides to rub everybody’s face in it by naming the remaining foals after sushi rolls.  That’s about like naming rescued slaughter horses `steak sandwich’ `rump roast’ and other degrading shit.  It shows such a blatant disrespect for the very animals she exploits to live well above her means it’s almost criminal.  As you can see, she is no longer all about the love or gratitude and back to her old ways.  Karma is real and it always comes around.  She’d do well to remember that. Let’s move on to some other scams of the past few days.

I was sent a message about this horse on Saturday.  Bubba Misner bought him at Mike’s for $135.  He’s a stud that had been allegedly used for match racing.  Contrary to Manson and Bubba’s claim, he is not OTTB.  He has no tattoo.  Manson first mentioned him on live feed with the foals saying that `Voldy’ had bought him not realizing he was a stallion.  Complete and utter bullshit.  The stallions were all off in separate pens at Mike’s and this boy was extremely studish by all accounts.  He was also announced as a stallion in the ring.  They cleared the way to take him back to the pens and he was a lot to handle.  There was no doubt he had all his boy parts.  Anyhow, as part of her lie, Manson said that he `needed’ to come to HiCaliber.  He is not and never was going to be run through the auction.  He was always earmarked for HiCaliber.  So, right on schedule, here comes the big ask with the big mark up.  The $135 OTTB that is not actually an OTTB is now going to cost the village idiots $950 and they haven’t even asked them for the gelding costs yet.  Maybe Manson is being generous and going to use some of the responsible rescue funds she collected for the babies that didn’t even spend 24 hours in her care.  From what I’m told, some people that aren’t fans of HiCaliber phoned Misner and made an effort to buy this horse and save him from going to stand on a shit filled feed lot.  Manson won that bidding war and took the opportunity to gloat.

It is a wonder that people don’t like to work with HiCaliber.  Manson is such a pleasant and gracious individual and all.

Manson had a busy day.  It is Algorithm Bump Monday, so they basically spam their own page with anything and everything.  They even exploited 9/11 for some page views although they couldn’t be bothered to actually write a new post, instead copy and pasting Angrid’s long winded account of her experience, complete with bad dialogue, from last year.  Let’s just say it hasn’t aged as well as a cheap bottle of wine.  Back to the post above though…for some reason, they decided to post a clip of one of Doughboy’s trucks on its way to dump some horses at a sale barn.  That’s right,  a sale barn.  Despite what Manson says, they are not on their way directly to slaughter because not do they not have export tags, but Doughboy has no contract.  He’s probably just clearing his lot off before he goes back to jail soon.  I don’t know if this is a hint that we’re about to re-engage in the Louisiana fuckery or they think people are that stupid.  Well, we know the village idiots are, but the rest of us know what’s going on and it’s not hard to read between the lines.  This was a calculated move to put some feelers out.  Don’t forget that Manson has a lot of rather large bills coming due in the near future.

 

She already knows how much they cost.  You best believe if these village idiots make much more noise we’re going to have yet another Louisiana shit show happening.  Cheech is already on that side of the country begging for money to come home, so not a huge leap to get her to fill a trailer to earn her gas money.  Here we go again…

 

Take a good hard look at each of the pictures I posted above.  These are the true conditions those little foals they just drug back to the feed lot are living in.  Nevermind her carefully framed live feed, this is their pen with the ever growing shit mountain backdrop.  This is them being manhandled by a bunch of strangers at once who don’t even know how to put a halter on one apparently.  Anybody else wonder why they felt the need to duct tape over their sales tags? Lie upon lie upon lie and this sushi lie isn’t funny or smart.  It makes every anti-slaughter person look stupid because it is so absurd.  Manson has no clue about slaughter, how it works or even the legislation and she doesn’t fucking care. If she did care she’d educate herself.  If she did care you’d think she’d want it to end.  These foals were never headed to slaughter.  They are too young, but even if they weren’t, if that was a real kill buyer with a contract and not some bottom feeding pustule like Bubba Misner,  those babies would not have been able to be offloaded and resold.  Contracts must be filled and Manson doesn’t understand that because she’s so unethical herself, and she can say it a million times and she still won’t be ethical or anything close to it.  Fake it, til you make it, right Manson?  This has to stop.  I actually don’t really care if idiots want to blow the mortgage keeping Manson in Botox and eyelashes.  Fools and their money and all that.  However, I care passionately that horses are suffering and that this deceitful twat attempts to set the anti slaughter movement back with her bullshit.  That is not ok.  Many of us have been at this far too long to let that go by.  If she thinks she stepped in it with the Louisiana lies and didn’t like the backlash, she has seen nothing yet.  Keep spreading that slaughter misinformation Manson and the only circle that is about to expand is your haters.  As for the rest of you, this will likely be a busy blog week.  There is a mountain to get to along with a very special guest post, so stay tuned and please, keep speaking the truth.  It will always win out.  Trust.

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Anyone Up For A Game Of Shells?

Well, another auction Tuesday is in the books and it was confusing to say the least.  There were some new faces at auction on both sides of the rescue fence, and I’m not just talking about Manson’s latest round of back alley Botox. There was also some new strategies at play, but the one thing that remained the same was the grifting.  Oh my!  The grifting!  With Romney Faye Baker MIA, presumably out searching for a new mark aka sugar daddy, Manson pretty much gave us all a master class on running a multi-layered con on the fly.  However, we do have a few other things to cover, so before I get into the fuckery that was auction this week.  Let’s back up a bit and start with yet another Fireball party.

 

I’m sure most of you know that last weekend, the HiCalibrites threw themselves yet another party under the pretense of hosting a fundraiser.  If they were serious about this being a fundraiser, they need to fire the person that dreams this shit up.  It was sadness in a dive bar going by the video clip I was sent.  What were there, about eight people there?  Rock on.  Between the cocktails flowing and, I’m sure, appetizers being shoved down gullets, I doubt they made enough to cover Manson’s Shirley Temple updo. I actually wouldn’t normally care about this sort of thing if I wasn’t fairly sure there were horses back at the feedlot going without water and basic care.  Seriously though, these people are literally the worst fundraisers ever and yet they think hiring an event coordinator is more important than a fundraiser.  Couldn’t they maybe just get off Facebook for an hour or so and google how to host a fundraiser that actually makes money”?  I guess they don’t really bother because they make enough money shaking down the village idiots at auction every week.

I think before we get into the auction shit we better talk about Texas.  I’m sure everybody knows what a mess Harvey left behind and that Irma and Jose are hot on his heels although it looks like they may head up the coast and give Texas a miss this time around.  Still, it is one of the more active hurricane seasons we’ve had in years and more to come.  When Harvey hit, some SoCal rescues and individuals decided to head out to offer aid and bring supplies.  I freely admit my original thoughts on it were that it would be best to stand down until the actual weather had passed.  I’ve ridden out my share of hurricanes and I know what chaos it can be during and immediately after.  I also said, very clearly, that I believe that the people going had the very best intentions and their hearts were in absolutely the right place.  I still believe that to be true.  Now, with more information, I realized they were more organized in their efforts than it initially appeared.  My opinion has since changed.  They’re doing a lot of good over there and that’s awesome.  Sadly, Manson and Romney Faye could not set their petty jealousy and hatred aside long enough to STFU this past week.  Seriously, that’s all they had to do.  Say nothing.  They didn’t need to praise or acknowledge shit, just STFU.  So, rather than being outside watering horses in the midst of the punishing heat, they decided to take some potshots on their own hate page.  I know, I know, they claim it’s not theirs but they’re the ones posting on it so they can own their evil there.  Manson even went so far to joke about shooting one of the people helping in Texas because that’s always funny.  Romney Faye, on the other hand, just cunted out and took to lying and whining. (seriously girl, update your linkedin if you’re going to overstate your qualifications and experience and at least make the lies believable)  I actually apologize for the `c’ word, because I hate it a lot, but it totally applies to these two.  Romney Faye has been on a bit of a roll on the hate pages lately which I chalked up to her true colors finally bleeding through but these were low blows even for these two.  However, never let it be said that Manson is not aware of the bottom line.  She knew that they had pissed people off with this and it was likely to hurt the eyelash fund so…

So yeah, there’s Romney’s unimpressive credentials and there is Manson trying to distance herself from her own cuntiness.  Apparently, even though they are Founder and CEO of HiCaliber, what they say on social media is not a reflection on HiCaliber’s official stance.  Clearly I wasted far too much time getting actual degrees when I could have become a captain of industry with a community college certificate like Romney Faye Baker or a 30% vet via Google like Manson.

All this brings us nicely up to auction yesterday.  What a day they had!  With the Pawly Girls otherwise engaged in Texas, Manson took this as her cue to run amok with her own set of lies while banking on the notion that nobody was there to call her out.  Aside from her usual barnacle, Robyn, she brought along super trainer and cannabis queen, Maloree, which was actually somewhat of a shock.  Maloree has been busy rebranding herself as a motivational speaker and maven of positivity.  Remarkably, she still manages to find time to post on the bully pages along with everybody’s favorite God warrior, Denise Tracy because nothing says `good Christian’ like parking yourself on Facebook all day and contributing to hate and bullying pages and nothing reflects positivity better than calling people `twat waffles’.

she forgot to add `namaste’ after the twatwaffle bit

 

A lack of funds in previous weeks called for some drastic measures on Manson’s behalf so  she attempted to be humble and grateful towards her village idiots.  I didn’t even see her tell anybody to eat a dick once at auction.  I’m not sure whether we can attribute that to the fact that motivational speaker and wonder trainer Maloree was along for the ride or that Denise Tracy recently graced her with her presence, but it was kinda disturbing. It was like the world shifted on its axis and  nothing seemed right.  Personally, I think she may have had a brief moment of clarity and realized how badly she stepped in it over the Texas thing and this was her trying to do damage control.   Whatever it was, it wasn’t quite enough to inspire the village idiots at the outset, so they had to get creative.  This is where it all gets a bit convoluted so maybe it’s best to grab a pen and paper to follow along.   I found flow charts worked really well when I was trying to sort through this mess.

Manson rolled into auction with her favorite and most dedicated ass barnacle, Robyn.  We were not treated to a live feed on the drive where we get watch her wolf down her breakfast burritos and make a donut run, but I’m sure there was some strategizing going on. When they did finally turn the live feed on, Manson was showing off some freshly plumped lips and the fact that she had her velociraptor talons shod in flip-flops indicated she had no intention of actually breaking a nail or helping with anything beyond shaking the village idiots down for some coin.  I think the best way to go about things is give the HiCaliber version of events and then the actual version of events, so we’ll start with the 4 horses that just had to be saved.

So, four horses `needing’ to be saved even though the stud (who was not a crypt, nor was his penis swollen) and black mare were in relatively good shape aside from some sort of rash/soring on the mare’s muzzle.  The pony was saddled and had come in with the stud according to other sources.  The black mare, who Manson was saying must be special or something because she had her mane pulled,  actually was brought in by a trader who had told my source that she has had 4 foals with the most recent one being weaned within the last month or so.  I guess Manson didn’t think to run her patented titty check/diagnosis on her due to the pulled mane or something.  Anyhow, they go into the auction and HiCaliber comes out owning the Arabian stud and the bay Arab gelding for a grand total of $135  for the pair of them.  Obviously the $650 over was raised, but since there were some testicles to remove, that was going to dent the fun fund, so this is where Manson got pretty damn creative.

Puppy truck

Puppy cages

With the first round of horse buying done, Manson just happened to take a stroll out to the parking lot even though Bang Bang Becky was not there with the trailer yet.  She claims to have encountered these puppies which she promptly snatched up to flip and further enable a backyard breeder under the pretense the money will go towards neutering the parents or something.  According to Manson, they only collected $40 when all was said and done, which was a far cry from the $450 she was going for, but they did leave with at least two of the little guys.  No word on where they ended up as of yet.  This is also where the first of the shells in their little game came in.  What was actually going on in the parking lot, and maybe the reason for the stroll back there, was some horse trading.

I’m sure nobody recognizes these horses.  They were never mentioned or posted about, but they were right there in the parking lot at auction and Manson walked right past them to play with the puppies.  They were in decent shape by outward appearances and not quite what HiCaliber needed to rake in that dough, so after some parking lot discussions between various traders, including Bubba Misner, the horses were loaded up and taken away.  They never went near the ring and Manson never told her followers they were there; not even the private buyers that may have been interested.  That’s not to say they won’t show back up in a few weeks or so.

To recap thus far, the village has purchased two horses from the actual auction, Manson is running around with 3 puppies she’s trying to peddle at a mark up and now they want to buy this pony from Misner.  This would be the pony that came in with the Arab stud HiCaliber already owns at this point.  Because Misner is such an awesome guy, he only wants a $50 mark up on a pony he’s never even laid hands on and has owned for less than 2 hours at that point.  The village was slow in responding but donations were trickling in.  Time for the real hard sell…

Bang Bang Becky finally arrives at auction with her truck and trailer and before you know it, this emaciated gray mare magically appears tied up to it.  No, I’m not suggesting Bang Bang Becky brought the mare.  She didn’t.  The official HiCaliber story was a kindly gentleman had bought her for $50 to save her only the day before and he doesn’t deserve to get in trouble.  He only wanted $100 for her and can’t the village rally even though they had given so much already?  Of course they could!  How can you say `no’ to a horse that looks like that?  Which is exactly what the con was.  This mare showing up was no surprise at all.  In fact, let’s jump back to the morning when Bubba Misner aka `Voldy jr.’ is overheard on his phone when he first arrived at auction around 10:30 AM saying `This is bullshit, I’ve been working on this since 7:30 this morning, fuck!’ and then proceeded to walk back to the chutes to talk to the Manson Family.  He left quite soon after the sale ended in his little black truck and then was seen driving back towards auction around 2:30pm in his other truck and pulling the smaller red stock trailer with a flea-bitten gray horse inside.  The same horse that ended up tied to Bang Bang Becky’s trailer and was likely standing in a trailer at his house most of the day since Misner doesn’t like to have horses that look like that visible on his property.  Again, they knew she was coming and Misner was the person they were protecting.  It’s often been said that HiCaliber has been known to put out feelers for emaciated and bad footed horses because they tend to bring in the most donations.  Jackpot on this little mare then.

Noodle

Noodle’s neck

Bites from the stud

Houston

After giving the village idiots a chance to dig deep and look under their sofa cushions for extra coin, it was time for the freedom walk.  Manson is a bit more casual about it than Romney Faye and it’s more like a freedom wander where they just kinda amble on out to the parking lot.  I have to say as little as I care for Manson and her tactics, I was glad to have a reprieve from having to hear Romney Faye call everything that had a vagina`mamas’ and screech their new names at them.  Manson doesn’t give enough of a shit about these horses to call them much of anything and kept reminding us that she was in bare feet so she wasn’t going to be getting too close anyhow.  Sadly, because going for lunch and beating the bushes for more sympathy purchases was a priority over actually tending to the horses they bought,  Noodle the pony was left in a pen with Houston the stallion and ended up getting savaged by him.  Manson also showed us where he fell down and split his lip open and mentioned he was pretty beat up.  I bet Noodle is feeling super rescued right about now.  That is if he’s even still alive.  For some reason, he’s the only one of their purchases that didn’t get an intake video posted on Wednesday and that hasn’t quite registered with the village idiots yet.

 

Because Manson is a get an inch and go for the mile kinda gal, she wasn’t done yet.  Even though auction was long over and they had been loaded for awhile, they were still hanging around the parking lot after 5PM.  What a coincidence that another flipper just happened to pull in with two OTTBs that were being used as match racing horses.  What are the odds?   However did he know that a horse rescue would just happen to be hanging around with cash in their pockets?  Enter two more horses to the mix and one was suggested to be a compassion pull right away.  The village idiots, were over the top excited and promptly stole their kids lunch money to pay $275 each for these two horses.  The chestnut one might have a `luxated patella’ according to Manson and even though none of them, not even Manson really know WTF that means, it sounded serious so they dig deep.  Most of us that aren’t trying to impress anybody would probably say `locked stifle’, but in this case we wouldn’t even say that because while they were showing the horse and how bad he was,  they kept backing him up a few steps.  A horse with a locked stifle wouldn’t be able to do that.  No doubt there was an issue with the stifle as there was an external wound.  If I had to guess, the horse hit the side of stall or starting gate and has some soft tissue damage.  All that aside, there are a few other interesting things about these two horses.  First, if you look at the picture of the bay mare, you’ll see Bubba Misner’s trailer parked nice and cozy beside Bang Bang Becky’s.  That’s where it had been since he brought them the gray mare.  The next thing is a bit of a connect the dots situation.  Remember the black mare with the sores on her face they didn’t get?  Yes, well she was bought by a trader when Manson missed the bid even though she claimed a private buyer wanted her.  The same trader spoke with my source at auction and mentioned he had some TBs to sell too and that they weren’t so far away.  He said he hadn’t been at this auction for a few years.   I believe he was with another guy.  Anyhow, a few hours later Manson has bought that same black mare off this guy at a mark up, although she won’t say how much or where the mare is going and then…voila, mysterious horse trader just happens to pull into the parking lot late in the day and the entire HiCaliber crew just happened to still be hanging around the parking lot some six hours after the auction ended.  Again, what are the odds?  It’s like synchronicity or something!  Coming as no surprise, Manson grabbed the two TBs even though she claimed she didn’t quite have enough cashola for the bay filly, but she had faith in the village idiots.  Finally, with two trailers full, they left auction and decided to make the chestnut, who they claimed was so crippled, suffer through a few hour trailer ride before getting dropped off at SLREH for diagnostics.

After keeping the village idiots in suspense until late Wednesday, it turns out that they still don’t know what is wrong with him.  This gave Manson an opportunity to beg for even more cash because after all the shell games at auction, it was nearly impossible to keep track of how much money was donated and in support of which horse.  Almost.  It seems the people that donated specifically to Dagus’s x-rays remembered and Manson had to do an edit  to her original post, in order to keep up the schtick of being all gracious and humble.

This poor little mare.  Bad enough she’s been half starved to death, but to find herself on the HiCaliber feed lot is double bad luck.  Manson went on and on about how emaciated she was at auction and filmed all her bony angles to show everybody.  She’s even already managed to squeeze in a little photo sesh with her sunken vagina.  I found her faux upset over the mare’s condition somewhat puzzling considering horses like Sully and Firetyme lost so much condition under her care they were even more emaciated than this mare is.  Sully, now known as Willie, is doing great at Sale Ranch Sanctuary now that he’s being properly cared for and nobody really knows how poor Firetyme is making out because they still rarely update him and ever since he gained a little weight nobody thinks to ask after him.  Anyhow, back to Radar, I’m hoping that Manson gets off her ass and actually follows the UC Davis protocol rather than just pay lip service to it like she has in the past.

I never had a doubt Manson was coming home with both horses.  I’m pretty sure their purchase was arranged before they arrived in the parking lot.  I don’t know why they are always so insistent of stripping these horses of their names.  Her name is Layla Forever and they knew this before she ever loaded on their trailer.  I get a chuckle listening to Manson tell everybody about her `impeccable lineage‘ because she has Secretariat and Seattle Slew on her top side.  That’s not so unusual for modern day racehorses considering both Seattle Slew and Secretariat are named chef de races and are found in many pedigrees if you look back far enough.  None of it should matter, because rescues shouldn’t be promoting horses as breeding animals; it’s just interesting to see what Manson pulls out of her ass and how the village idiots just accept it as gospel. Hopefully, this little filly doesn’t have to stay at the feed lot long and somebody will give her her name back as well as a soft landing.  #sayherrealname #laylaforever

I got a serious chuckle out of this intake with Ricky.  Do any of you guys remember Moose, now known as Deacon at TIER?  He was the old gray horse that Manson wanted to shoot in the face without even allowing him to be vetted.  Even though it was suggested to her that he had EOTRH, she denied it saying `they’ had looked at that but it wasn’t the case.  Then she showed her ass by misinterpreting what `lesions’ mean which actually meant no vet looked at the horse and she had no clue what EOTRH was.  Because I was feeling magnanimous the day I did an update on him, I provided a link as to what EOTRH really is, which obviously Manson was all over like it was 2 for 1 day at Chick Fil A.  In fact, she is so excited to have a new term to throw around to make her sound like maybe a 33% vet, she has immediately diagnosed Ricky with EOTRH and provided the same link I gave.  Of course EOTRH isn’t really vetty sounding enough, so she’s going with hypercementosis.  I’m guessing she feels that word goes better with her scrubs although just calling it hypercementosis isn’t entirely accurate.  Boring details.

 

One of many poo mountains at HiCaliber

I think this is probably a good place to leave things for this post.  I did have a few other things on my desk, but I know the auction stuff was super confusing this week.  It was confusing enough to try to make some order of it for here,  so I get it.  What I don’t get is the drama fest that has been going on lately.  How many Facebook pages do people need to bitch and bully each other?  None of it is productive.  The anti HiCal people have a page to vent, so HiCaliber creates one to try to intimidate them into not speaking out but they do theirs under the cover of anonymity because that’s all the rage these days.  Then, because HiCaliber has a hate page, then the other side needs a seperate page to point out HiCaliber’s hate and on it goes.  It’s like the same six feckless twats posting on the HiCaliber page anyhow and who cares what they think?  It’s funny as hell because the more nerves you hit, the louder they howl and the more outrageous their threats are.  It becomes not quite so funny when they target people they think are me or are connected to me and they are wrong.  That’s where it crosses the line into bullying.  If drama is your thing, then by all means, carry on, but don’t drag innocent parties into it.  Meanwhile, while all this social media warring is happening, horses are still suffering and being experimented on by somebody that seems to have the equine version of Munchausen by proxy.  That’s what I care about.  I care about the horses that were brought in last week and the week before that we’ve never heard about again.  I care about all those poor souls dragged to California from Louisiana that were never updated or identified as promised.  I care about the at least 3 horses that will likely be dead within the next few days because Manson won’t let anybody take them.  I don’t want to rescue just one horse, I want them all to be free of that situation.  I don’t know of another way to get the word out, so this is what I do.  I don’t do it for fun because this is not fun.  This is what I will continue to do regardless of threats and drama.  I will be more than happy to move on to other topics if they prove me wrong and stop shooting horses in the face.  Sadly, I don’t think that’s going to happen any time soon.  Far too much fun to play around on social media and try to win a war of insults.  Carry on.  I’ll be over here trying to get some justice for these animals.

 

 

 

 

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