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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.


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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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.  realthing

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?

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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I bet everybody thought I was going to pick a part Manson’s latest long assed post which basically amount to a sermon on the mount for the village idiots.  We’ve pretty much heard it all before from her since she climbs up on that cross every she ends up with her ass in a sling and, mark my words, that’s just what’s going on whether she wants to admit that publicly or not.  I may dig into it a bit later this week but you’ve all been killing it in the comments and I have much more important post today.  I have another guest post from a recent volunteer.  This one was there through many of the recent events we’ve covered on this blog.  This her personal account, in her very own words.  Again, I give all respect for the bravery it takes to come forward and tell her truth.  It is people like this, standing up, that are making the big difference right now.  I can’t thank her enough sharing this with us all.

confession time

I was hoping somehow a miracle would be pulled off and Dragon would be safe before anyone read my story. Sadly that isn’t the case & I’m scared he may not be safe much longer. My story may not be all that exciting to some since I don’t have years of experience & tons of pictures but I feel it has to be told in hopes that it can change even just one person’s mind & possibly save the lives of some horses that don’t deserve to be shot in the head. Possibly change someone like me who was fairly new to the whole nightmare called HiCaliber.


My adventure with HC begins as a casual follower. I rarely watched the live auction feeds. I started following HC after I met a horse my friend adopted from them.  I would read posts, but not all. Wish I would have watched & read more before I got sucked in. Somewhere mid-April there was a post asking for riders for the Norco Parade. Having extensive parade experience I offered to ride.  On April 19th I got a message from Michelle asking about my riding experience. I filled her in and said I could pretty much ride anything & told her a little about my horses & what I’ve done riding wise. She asked me to come the next day for test rides on the 2 horses remaining that were going to be at the parade Dragon & Comfort. Now Dragon was “rescued” from auction on April 4th, yet was deemed cleared & out of quarantine 15 days after his arrival by Michelle because his blood came back negative, red flag that I wish stopped me.  I show up the next day, parked & started walking towards the barn where I saw people. I then see a vet & Michelle. First thing I hear is “back up, get away we are doing x-rays”. Uh yikes, sorry (I was at least 20ft from them). After waiting around about 15 minutes not sure what I was supposed to do or say. Robyn came by & asked who I was & I explained to her. Michelle then came over & told her to get Dragon & Comfort for me to see who I wanted to ride. This entire time I’m under the assumption that Michelle wanted to make sure I could actually ride, that she would watch me. Both horses were brought to a trailer & tied & I was told to ride both in the nearest round pen to see who I liked. Robyn then went and removed a horse from the round pen & tied it up on the outside and left me with the two horses. Looking back I now realize the horse was living in the round pen not just turned out. There was a bucket for water, but it was almost empty. I didn’t think anything of it since I thought it was just turn out time for the horse. Not a single person watched to see if I could ride, red flag pushed aside in my brain. I rode Dragon first. He was a sweet boy who was so easy for me to work with. The updates on his profile on the HC website I wrote (unsure why the date is wrong for the beach ride it was actually April 30th that we went to the beach).

I get in the round pen & nobody is around, Michelle & Robyn both disappeared. I felt really weird riding a horse I knew nothing about, but I pushed that feeling aside because I wanted to help what I thought was a great rescue. Except for the trying to walk off while mounting Dragon was awesome & that’s the moment I started to get sucked into the HC world thinking I could help these horses, that I could help this boy find his forever home. Red flags & warning signs again pushed aside. After riding Dragon Robyn showed up & showed me where he belonged. I put him  away in what I now know is the vineyard, no shelter of any kind for him & the 2 horses he shared it with, yet another red flag my brain pushed aside. While waiting for Robyn to come back I started loving on an appy mare I now believe was Geri. She had massive eye goop & was shedding like crazy. I felt bad for her. I cleaned her eyes with just my hands and shed her out best I could before Robyn got me. Then the bumper car games began, yet another red flag, but still my brain pushed it aside because I so badly wanted to help the horses. As I was riding in the golf cart back to the barn Michelle came up in another one and started ramming us & yelling all kinds of stuff about taking it up the ass. I felt weird but blew it off as just them having fun. Once back at the barn I confirmed with Michelle that I would love to ride Dragon in the parade.  She then asked if I could ride Comfort just to get her out since she just recently came off being laid up (never told why). I said no problem & was left to my own with her.


Comfort was a little on the skinny side for me & this concerned me but I thought she may have been underweight even more when she came in (I knew nothing about her intake or how long she had been there). While brushing her she wouldn’t stand still and kept kicking at her stomach. I fly sprayed her and decided to walk her around as I was not comfortable getting on her. Hoping the kicking was due to flies but every time I stopped she started kicking again.  I brought this to Michelle’s attention & she told me that she was just removed off of ulcer medication & that she would be sure to start it back up. Sadly now I’m guessing that never happened and she’s still suffering. After I put Comfort in her stall I see a little black pony go blazing by me. Running behind is a volunteer who said he jumped the poop wagon while she was cleaning his stall. I knew nothing about this horse, but grabbed a nearby halter & caught him fairly quickly while he was making friends with other horses. I then learned this little guy was Tonka a little stud pony. The volunteer thanked me and was nervous as hell trying to lead him back to his corral. Again, looking back I realize she probably had no clue how to handle a horse, especially a “scary” stallion.


Dragon all ready for the parade in Norco. Totally relaxed

Norco Parade day April 22nd. I was excited to be helping showcase horses in the parade. I hung out with Dragon, took care of him & we had an awesome parade ride. I spoke to a few other volunteers but felt like an outcast since I only knew Michelle & Robyn and they were too busy to deal with me. While headed to the parade staging area Engineer was acting high strung & nervous. Instead of rider getting off and leading him, reassuring him he’s ok Michelle drugged him with something from a vile. I’ve seen people use calming pastes, but never a shot. I have no idea what it was she gave him. IMO it didn’t help him at all. Now the “fun” part of the day was when I met Mr. Andrew Fice. Holy hell is this kid bat shit crazy! He showed up on Novalee bareback and sporting a huge gash and bruise on his face. The wound one of many he said from training horses. He just kept spewing at the mouth about how great a trainer he is & what he’s done for “asshole” horses, blah blah blah… I stopped listening. I honestly couldn’t believe HC sent horses to him. This should have been the red flag I didn’t ignore, but like many I wanted to help the horses. On this day I was “lucky” enough to be added to two of the secret HC Facebook pages (Shenanigans & Biz Desk).


Dragon at Fiesta Island

April 30th, beach day.  I believe it was on the Shenanigans page that Michelle asked if anyone wanted to go ride at the beach. I jumped on this opportunity in hopes to see Dragon again. Michelle “selected” me as a lucky rider & I met several people at Fiesta Island for an interesting day. First thing was Michelle admonished me for not wearing a HC shirt. Hell I only had one that was dirty,  I just bought it for the Norco Parade for a hurtful price of $30, but the money was to help the horses right, so why not. During the ride I was “graced” with boob comments, boob shaking & lots of other crude jokes. Now I laughed because I still hadn’t watched many live video’s & thought this was just because they were all close friends. Wow, how wrong I was for assuming that. The riding itself was uneventful & I was proud of Dragon for trusting me and going in the water. By this time I’ve completely fallen in love with him. Becky & I got to talking on the ride as our horses hung together most of it. I really liked her, she seemed like a normal person. Of course I didn’t know about her failed attempt at murdering a horse yet.  Michelle at one point during the ride mentioned to me possibly fostering Dragon, but nothing came about that day.  It was just idle chit chat, but got me hopeful I could help a horse, especially one I now loved. The worst part happened when our group was approached by a lady because one of the horses had pooped on the sand. She was a very misinformed person regarding having to pick up after horses.  She assumed it was the same laws as picking up after a dog. She originally tried talking to Robyn, but for whatever reason Robyn just turned her back. I didn’t hear the entire conversation but was graced with Michelle, Becky & Amanda yelling and cussing her out with an occasional word from Jonathan. I was in the water with Dragon when all this happened. The ladies husband than came down cussing, yelling and recording on his cell phone. I tried to shrink into the background as to not be targeted. Michelle took this opportunity to give the man the middle finger & said “tape this”. I never once said a word.  I now wonder what happened with that video, maybe someone reading this can find it & show the world what ugly personalities these people have towards the public that isn’t their village. After the pissing match simmered down it was all they could talk about. What they said, how they put them in their place. It was horrible. Yeah, the lady got nasty back but not until Michelle started in.


Dragon before the Ramona parade


Starbucks after the parade. So generously paid for by Michelle (cough, cough, eyeroll)

May 20th, the Ramona Parade. Nothing exciting happened during the parade, which made me love Dragon even more. He’s such an amazing horse & honestly don’t know why he’s still at HC (well, yeah I kinda do because they refuse to adopt him out).  Michelle got me all excited about being Dragon’s foster. Knowing I can’t financially afford full responsibility for a 4th horse I thought this would be amazing. My brain was going 100 miles an hour thinking I could possibly find him a home close to me or with a friend so I could always see him. She told me HC would pay up to $300 a month to a foster. Great, I pay $295 board which covers the basics & feed & I offered to pay for his feet, supplemental feed & any vet visit due to an injury or illness that happens during my care. We started planning & Dragon even stayed at another volunteer’s house in Ramona for a few days since it was closer to me so I could go get him once the paperwork was done. I was on the phone with my boarding facility; emails flew between them, me & between HC Amanda. I filled out everything. I set up the corral Dragon was to be moving into, and…… crickets…. NOTHING! No response, no “hey things aren’t going to work out”. HC for whatever reason wouldn’t sign the agreement with my boarding facility. I can only speculate now that they didn’t want to sign the contract & be legally responsible for his boarding fees. The last email I received from Amanda was on 5/27.



At this point I got butt hurt you could say. I didn’t know what I did wrong or who I possibly upset to where they no longer wanted me to foster Dragon. I had even talked about him to several people including a therapeutic riding program and they all wanted to come see him once he was at my boarding facility. I felt like an idiot when I had to tell these people that the fostering fell through. I actually lied & said he had a potential adopter.


Dragon with Michelle’s son being ponied on him


Michelle in the parade, high on pain killers and horse drugs.

May 27th Valley Center Parade & the last day I saw Dragon. (Coincidence that this day was the last email I got from Amanda, Hmmmmm…..). This was the day of “Michelle breaking her back”. Before that fiasco Michelle had approached me and was upset that in our group chat for the parade riders I offered up Dragon for another volunteer to ride. After all I didn’t want to be selfish & K**** asked if she could ride him. Well, my bad I guess for assuming K**** could ride. After all she rode in the Norco parade. Michelle was not happy with me & made it known.  She even called her a few names before she was done with it & walked away. With everything going while tacking up & getting ready to leave (me planning on riding on the float) Howard started acting up. His rider just having boob surgery and who stated she wasn’t supposed to be riding felt uncomfortable with him, so I offered to ride him. Turns out Howard doesn’t like back cinches, easy fix. I hear he has been adopted now. I hope he truly is in a new home & didn’t take a bullet since all the sympathy ran out when the hole in his head healed. I got settled on Howard & that’s when Michelle decided to not spill her $5 coffee when her horse spun around. Her horse had a pretty decent spin, one I think I could have sat out even holding a coffee, but I’ve had my fair share of riding & have learned to hold on. Michelle hit the ground with a good thud landing on her side. She sat for a few minutes to regain herself & (this may come to a surprise to some) she actually blamed herself for coming off, not the horse. Once she was up she got pain killers (Motrin I thought, but now could be way wrong) took them & then proceed to her truck where she took out a syringe that look more like a diabetic needle than one made for a horse (I’m not claiming I’m a Dr. but I’ve seen both plenty of times to know the difference) and a vile of something. She told me it was made for horses & also said the name but I honestly don’t remember what it was called. I watched as Michelle filled the needle, 1 ½ cc’s she said should be enough & shot herself up right in the hip. I was blown away, horse drugs in a human can’t be good & she looked liked she had done it numerous times.  There was no hesitation in her when she jabbed the needle into her hip. She then proceeded to get on her horse and she did ride the entire parade. I know there was a video with her saying different lengths of how long she rode. Based on the photo time stamps on my phone from the parade it was about 3 hours total from mounting up, staging & back to the trailers. I can confirm that between the pills she took & the shot she was high as a kite & not feeling a damn thing. Scary part is she drove her truck & trailer back to the ranch afterwards. Robyn offered & I even offered to drive it but she refused. At this time I started feeling uncomfortable enough that the red flags didn’t get shoved to the back of my brain. I really started to questions things that I had seen and heard.


Once back at the ranch I bathed Dragon, gave him lots of love & put him away. In a new smaller corral (I’m guessing It was about a 48×48) with 3 other horses. If I would have known this was the last time I was going to see him  I may have done something to get him out of that hell hole right then and there. I beat myself up knowing I failed him. Failed the little man who trusted me. So, after taking care of him I bathed Novalee.  The wash area is a cement slab with a drain in the middle, one a horse could get their hoof caught in. No rubber mats. Thankfully she wasn’t tied tight cause she went down, sliding on the concrete. She landed on her side but bounced right back up. She had a few minor scraps, no blood. I found Robyn & told her what happened & she told me to just put her away that she was fine. No concern at all for her wellbeing. I walked her, checked her legs and did what I could to make sure she wasn’t injured & I put her away. And, cue Tonka the stud pony. He got out of his pen again while someone was cleaning. She came running after him just like the last one.  Nobody teaches the “never been around a horse” volunteers not to run at a horse. That boy has their number. I’m pretty sure this is a regular occurrence with him.  


The red flags from the day didn’t stop me entirely, although I was really cautious about all that was going on now. My eyes began to open to the BS. The 2nd truck from Louisiana was due in that night & I offered to help. Again there for the horses, right. I felt I had to help the horses & with Michelle going to the hospital I felt compelled because she expressed during the parade she hopped enough volunteers showed up tonight.


Smoke. One of the lucky horses that went to a PB.


First look into the trailer before they started unloading


I was the one that sent this it Shed. Taken the night the 2nd truck arrived. Unsure who it was.

My teenage daughter came with to help. Kicking myself now for this as she’s worried sick about Camilla who melted into her for security that night. I hate that she cares so deeply for a horse that possibly has a gunshot to the head in her future (I have the sweetest pictures of the two of them, but chose not to share because I want to protect her). I left her at the barn to help triage (she’s going into the med field so no worries about her seeing anything gross). I was assigned to the area down the road where the hauler would be parking & unloading & then the horses loaded to smaller trailers to be taken to the ranch. I had the vehicle with the huge lights to brighten the entire area as it was around 10pm when they arrived. Truck rolls in and out of nowhere there’s Romney all done up in make-up, more ready for a date than horse intakes. This was the 1st time I’ve ever seen her in person. I said hi to her and got “who the fuck are you?” I was so blown away at how nasty she was to me. I wanted to snap back “gee bitch I’m here to help you & this fucked up mess” but I kept my mouth shut, for the horses. I mostly stayed in my vehicle & out of the way. I did handle Bambi when he came off the trailer. Just for a brief second before he was ripped from my hands by I think Ingrid (never got introduced). When this part of the fiasco was over I went back to the barn to help. It was organized chaos. My daughter helped with temps, worming & holding horses. Someone wanted to teach her how to give shots but she felt a little weird & declined. I held Bambi, Camilla, Smoke & Tilden. (Bambi later got his eye removed & is now suffering in a box stall. They did a fast update but wouldn’t remove his fly mask. Camilla they did a test ride on and now dumped who knows where. Smoke he’s a lucky boy & went home with a great PB who loves him dearly. Tilden, nobody knows, there’s been nothing on him since that night). Romney pranced around like she was a queen doing her live feed for maybe a half hour & got bored so she passed that duty off to Robyn & she went home. Never once did she touch a horse. I never once saw Robyn touch a horse either. All the work was being done by several volunteers. We worked our asses off that night taking care of the horses & being loving caring hands to help ease their pain & anxiety & tend to wounds. At one point I asked about Tara & Dawson because they appeared to be getting lots of attention. Someone told me that Michelle & Becky claimed them as their new horses. This brings up the fact they were paid for by donations, all treatment paid for by donations & transport paid for by donations knowing they would be owning them. Sadly Tara foundered & both are now thrown into the acres of lost horse to never be heard of again.  We wrapped up everything we could do and left around 3am completely exhausted.


July 19th is when Manson decided I was the troll & possibly Shedrow. In her lies she told me the reason the paperwork for Fostering wasn’t done was because he was lame, this would put him lame back on 5/27 the day of the VC parade where her son rode him, the last day Amanda emailed me. Yet on July 4th in the Parade group message was when someone told her he was lame. She didn’t seem to care & went on asking about the banner. If he was truly lame back in May why would someone have been riding him before a parade & planning on taking him yet Michelle asked how lame was he. Caught in a lie big time about a horse I loved. At this point I knew I was done. I won’t bore you with all the messages she sent me. Mostly it was her trying to convince me that the “haters” were bad & she was good. Between the night the truck came in & the 4th of July parade I started watching the live feeds & reading every post & I realized that this was no rescue, it’s a glorified hell hole where horses are dragged to their deaths for no reason. Raising money so they could live a spoiled lifestyle while horse go without proper care. I wish I had opened my eyes wide earlier then I wouldn’t fell like crap for the horses I’ve let down. Not just Dragon, but all the ones I met while there.



There have been efforts by a few people to try and get Dragon safe. One person has already adopted 4 horses from them but they are on to the fact that we are friends & refused her his adoption.  Another “friend” emailed and asked about several horses & was only offered 2 of the 4 with high “adoption” fees and could only see them physically after filling out an adoption application. When asked about medical history & if a vet could come check out the horses the questions got ignored. Jodi was even said to not be available, yet less than 2 weeks later they do an update on her stating she’s up for adoption. Makes no sense & I’m not even going to try and figure it out.

When questioned about the criminal check on the adoption application Kelsey said they don’t do it. So uh, why is it on there?




Now this made me laugh! Kelsey must be one of the smart ones, She figured out my fake email account) just like everyone has figured out all the fake HC FB followers’ accounts to bump the algorithm).  This happened less than an hour after I posted the screenshot of the “adoption” fees on the post regarding Comfort on the adoptables page. Guess the banhammer will be busy since you didn’t think to block people from that page or the Kids Page (hurry block me from that one).


As I write this Dragon isn’t safe. There was a live feed update recently on him by someone new. I think it was an accident because she didn’t know the controversy surrounding him. I got a quick glimpse of him. He had a fly mask on so they may be hiding his runny eye problem. Sadly I watched it a few times & noticed he is off on his back left. This worries me as I know lame horses are shot without ever seeing a vet for diagnosis. I know now Michelle is using him as a pawn to hurt me. Letting him suffer to make me suffer. Michelle I will live on even after you kill him. A piece of my heart is with him & every single horse I’ve touched there. I’m that type of person, I care and love animals that come into my life. You will never understand this. I will cry for him just like I’ve cried for many other animals I’ve lost in my life. You using him as a pawn is only hurting him. You’re probably reading this laughing, thinking you’ve got me, that you’re hurting me. This I know is the sociopath way & you will never change without help from a professional.  I’m coming to terms I will never see Dragon, Camilla, Bambi, Tilden & many others again. When you crash & burn I will still be standing strong. You will not take me down!!

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Happy weekend people.  I’m sorry I don’t have a catchy name for y’all.  It seems like all the good ones are snatched up.  I think `people’ is still a socially acceptable term or at least it was last time I checked.  Speaking of all things social, last night was the big Fireball fundraiser that Angrid has been working on for months.  Most of what I have to post about today is pretty heavy stuff, so maybe it’s best to ease into things with the Fireball Friday Fundraiser and a little peek into how that all worked out.

Early pics from the big event look like the Fireball event went about as most expected.  Angrid informed everybody there were only 100 tickets being sold and it looks like there may have been a few left over.  From her 2 for 1 deals, threats to give them away to homeless people and Biz Desk posts trying to give away tickets, it would seem that the event was not a sell out.  She issued preemptive face saver by stating that it may take 7 years for this `annual’ event to be profitable and it would seem they are right on track with that.  My goodness, I’ve seen a bigger crowd attend the opening of an envelope.  I had to laugh at Angrid’s claims that Fireball only cut a check to help because they can’t mail alcohol.  Well, yes they kinda can ship it, but they wouldn’t have had to because a company like Fireball has plenty reps working for it and I’m certain they have more than a couple in the Los Angeles area.   What likely happened is Fireball gave them a couple hundred bucks and then asked for their brand not to be pasted all over the event, which it appears it was not.  Even Fireball has standards.  With all the claims of selling `sexy singles’ and hot police officers in attendence, it almost seemed like the actual purpose of the event was to maybe get Angrid some sheet action, but like I said, even Fireball has standards.  I truly can’t wait to hear the post mortem official spin they put on things once they sober up.

Since the live feed-a-thon didn’t really work out too well last time, those wacky HiCalibrites decided they were going to put on funny hats and wigs and do `flash’ updates to encourage everybody to dig deep and sponsor horses even though it’s only been a few weeks since the last hay and hooves fund raising drive and I’m pretty sure that those horses aren’t on a 4 week trim schedule.  They also included recently purchased horses who should be covered for a few months with the $650 over and above purchase price they raise and that’s not even counting how much extra they raise for each horse because they never actually give a running tally.  Anyhow, the flash updates didn’t go so great either.  It was just a lot of heavy breathing, hands in front of the lens and horses either way off in the distance or they whiz right by so fast you can’t get a good look.  That was likely by design though.  We did learn that many of the Louisiana horses are still wearing their lot tags around their necks and it seemed we got to see Percy about 7 times.  He looks to be as sore as a boil, poor guy.  No word on how the big fund raising drive actually went, because it that’s just not how they roll.  Can’t wait to see what they come up with next week!

Just before the flash updates, they posted pics of some of the previous;y sponsored horses with thank you notes on a white board.  That’s a really nice idea actually, but again, not executed well or consistently.  Shit filled pens were the back drop for many of them and then we get to poor Squirrel.  I’m going to guess Squirrel is a cribber due to the miracle collar around her neck.  Sadly, that’s so not how you  put them on so they may as well write `Don’t crib’ on her white board for all the good it’s going to do.  I’m sure it’s not overly comfortable they way they have it and with the buckels right under her throat like they are, but it’s not likely stopping her cribbing if that’s what she does.  To make matters worse, she was shown in the flash updates the next day with it still on wrong. Word is that she’s had this contraption on wrong since sometime in July.


Techie was another one we got a flash update on.  It was a bit of a head scratcher.  He’s currently in with some young fillies and, as far as anybody knows, hasn’t had his remaining testicle removed.  His gofraudme is still active although not exactly raking it in.  Of course we have no way of knowing what was actually sent directly to the HiCaliber paypal to contribute to his surgery that never happened.  Was he not actually a rig or did he have his surgery?  Does Manson know that a rig could impregnate a young filly?  I guess we should tune in about 11 months from now to see what’s going on.  The other not so good thing about the flash updates and thank you boards was to see how much condition this young horse is starting to lose.  Yet another failing to thrive at the Manson family feed lot.



Phoebe was a filly that they purchased from Misner along with Tanner and Gosling.  Both Tanner and Gosling have been returned and, in Gosling’s case, adopted out again.  Now it’s Phoebe’s turn as she is up for sale.  I’m not sure how that works considering she was never on the $1 menu, but this is for sure her and she’s either in a really awkward stage of growth or something else is going on.  The $1000 price tag seems a bit much, but I sincerely hope this little girl lands softly and doesn’t have to return to the feed lot.

Here are a few more posts from the bat cave.  Manson bitching at people about fly spray being left on the ground and then posting a pic of a horse with a hay bag just begging for it to hang its hoof in it and wreck.  That’s not to mention the fly spray on the ground beside it that Manson felt it best to photograph rather than pick up.  Other volunteers post about crowded pens where horses continue to kick the crap out of each other.  The thing that actually puzzles me is the post about the sleeping horse and the one with the blanket that needs fixing.  In the time it took to make those posts so people who are probably not even on site to see (ie. ME), they could just go fix the blanket and go wake the horse up.  I know they are volunteers and they don’t all know very much about horses, but how hard is it to go straighten out a blanket?  Sometimes it seems like they over complicate things.


Now we come to my least favorite part of doing these posts.  Our milk carton horses. First up today is Danielle.  Poor Danielle never got any respect from the beginning.  Purchased for $50 on July 11th, it was one of those days that HiCaliber bought more horses than they had trailers for and even Romney Faye Baker couldn’t shove and squeeze any more on their loads, so Danielle and a buddy got to spend an extra night at the sale barn until they could hitch a ride back to the feed lot.  Truth be told, they were probably happier at the sales barn,  because they had shade and clean water and the people there don’t seem to have itchy trigger fingers.  Once she made it to HiCaliber, Danielle got an intake video and then was never heard from again.  In the video Manson pretty much sets her up to disappear talking about her melanomas on her tail (not life threatening no matter what she says) and then goes on this riff that skinny horses look like they have stifle problems.  Don’t ask because I didn’t really get it either.  All this added up to a walk to the killing field for Danielle and getting erased off the website.  RIP Danielle.  #sayhername

We’re going to throw back all the way to last May for our next horse.  Beautiful Rita came from auction early in May 2016.  She was said to have come with injury to her fetlock.  The next we heard of her was a brief update towards the end of May where they talked about keeping her leg wrapped.  I’ve seen what passed for wraps from Manson and her med team, so that part wasn’t encouraging.  Rita was never heard of after that update.  There is some rumblings that she is one of the horses that prompted the midnight trailer ride rumors as she was there for feed one day and gone by the next morning.  Soon after, she was removed from the website and never mentioned again.  Rest easy, Rita.  #sayhername

Our next horse was Dockweiler.  He was purchased from Misner during their regular Tuesday auction run back in mid April of this year.  There is some confusion with Doc as he was initially called Theo, then identified as Dockweiler and renamed Doc.  Doc was never a stake horse, but he appeared to have been a hard knocking and consistent one.  With lifetime stats of 10 – 10 – 2, he rarely missed a check even though he ran for cheap.  Only 7 years old, he came sporting some ankle jewelery common in racehorses aka osselets.  His right osselet was pretty large and likely not set yet as Doc had last raced only in January of this year (he won).  The thing about osselets is they look bad and their x-rays can be scary, but once they `set’, most horses will be sound enough for light riding.  Some will be able to do even more depending on the degree of arthritis in the joint.  Out of all the things an OTTB can have wrong with it, that’s one of the less problematical ones if you know how to manage them.  Clearly Manson did not.  Doc is no longer with us.  RIP Dockweiler, I’m so sorry so many people failed you.  #sayhisrealname #dockweiler

Bullwinkle was an owner relinquishment that came in last August.  In the intake video Manson makes some mention that they did raise funds for him presumably for their `responsible rescue’ fee.  He was an OTTB, but they never bothered to identify him.  His name was actually Rocky, but since they have this strange hang up that names can’t be reused, this 20 year old horse was stripped of even that.  Rocky didn’t last long at HiCaliber but I sadly don’t have the exact date of his departure.  That’s the problem with these milk carton horses.  They tend to wipe them off the website within a day or two.  I think it’s fairly easy to surmise from Manson’s update and statement about not being a sanctuary, that Bullwinkle didn’t last very long at HiCaliber. RIP Rocky #Sayhisrealname


One of Manson’s stock statements is that even if she buys a horse and euthanizes it immediately, it’s still `rescue’. I can’t figure out what part of any of this is `rescue’.  Shooting horses in the face for space is not rescue.  I know that Manson claims that is not the case, but what else can you call it when horses with perfectly manageable issues just vanish off the face of the earth on a regular basis?  An osselet is certainly no reason to shoot a horse before it’s had a chance to set.  Several horses have melanomas and live many years.  In some cases horses can’t be made riding sound, and so what?  That is part of rescue and if they can’t place horses like that, then they really need to quit buying them because I’m more than tired of having to memorialize these animals because the people who OWED it to them couldn’t be bothered.  I get the feeling may of us are more tore up over these horses we never had the privilege of meeting than the person that looked them in the eye and pulled the trigger.  How messed up is that?  While we’re wondering things, how is it that other rescues manage to operate without the carnage and without hiding the bodies?  I get that the nature of rescue means that you’re going to have more than your fair share of issues and untimely ends, but this is taking it to another level.  As they threw themselves another expensive piss up in Los Angeles last night, I wonder how many horses had empty water tubs.   How many stalls went uncleaned and who was on the property and sober overnight in case of emergency?  Something’s gotta give soon.  Meanwhile, we’ll keep saying their names and marking their passings.  Enjoy your weekend because Tuesday and the next death march will be here all too soon.

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I’ve been procrastinating today.   Tuesdays are always such shit shows and today was no exception. Plus you can add the other stuff I need to cover that I probably should have a few days ago and it makes for a long assed post.  I certainly notice a shift in the wind the past week or so not only with the HiCaliber antics, but even the detractors are all kinda getting restless.  It would be fascinating to watch and analyze if there weren’t still so many horses suffering and taking their last walks to the tarp behind the shed.  Mostly, I just give my head a shake and carry on.  I think what we’ll do is start with auction and then work our way backwards.  Sadly, we have some milk carton horses to honor too, but we’ll get to that in a bit.  So, grab a coffee or whatever your morning beverage of choice is and I strongly suggest you make it Irish.  The fuckery of the last few days has been way too real.


So, this week’s auction was fun.  I wish I was there.  Apparently Romney Faye threw a pretty huge bitch fit in the chutes when she found out she isn’t actually queen of the chutes and other people can go back there too.  I think that was the first blow to the HiCaliber gravy train today.  Another, was several other entities were there to check things out.  This meant no more lying about when horses were running through, although Romney Faye did claim they were `early’ this week.  There would also be an actual record of the prices they dropped the hammer at.  I think the highlighted wording in the screen shot I posted above pretty much tells the story.  Romney Faye appreciating the help and allowing other people to buy horses or `step up’.  What really confuses me is why she thinks she is entitled to know who anybody at auction is whether they be a private citizen or rescue.  It’s not like anybody needs HiCaliber’s permission to purchase a horse or anything.  In fact, I don’t blame them for not giving names and rescue info out, since Romney Faye and her buddy Bubba Misner tried to run the bid up  on them last week.  In fact, Bubba got in trouble for being a dick again today by trying to jump a bid $300.  He also did his best to run bids up which only ended up costing Baker Ranch a lot of money for the mini mare and foal at the end of the day when Bubba got caught out with the high bid.  Oops.  HiCaliber was pretty much shut out and didn’t actually bid on anything themselves although many of the horses noted as sold to Bubba on the sheet above ended up with HiCaliber or their private buyers.  Since their weekly quota and eyelash fund wasn’t even close to being filled,  Romney Faye stomped out of auction about 15 mins after the horses ran through and went and found two horses on Misner’s lot to drag home for Manson to shoot.  Both have cancer issues and one only has one eye.  We all know how well one-eyed horses make out at the HiCaliber feed lot.  The great news is that at least 7 horses were truly saved and that means they were bought by other parties/rescues, that have no links to HiCaliber.  You would think that most people who care about animals would just be happy they weren’t sold to flipper or Misner, but no,  the village idiots think that all horses should go to HiCaliber and so the shade started…

queen of the chutes

I usually blank the village idiots’ names out of screen shots, but I really can’t be bothered today.  They are being over-the-top hateful and ignorant so they can just go ahead and own their cuntiness.  I’m over it.  My best guess is that denied their weekly fix of the last minute save, they are starting to get testy on us or something.  Driving over to Misner’s to fill the weekly quota just doesn’t provide the same thrill.  It’s clear that most of them will believe whatever line of BS HiCaliber feeds them including that vets do intakes.  That hasn’t happened since last year.  Manson and the med team do the intakes and IF they think they need a 100% vet then maybe they’ll get to see one.  Have none of these knuckle draggers realized that they don’t even do regular intake videos any longer?  Hell, Thomas never got to see a vet.  Go back and watch his video.  Manson says that the vet was at the ranch doing dentals and not that she was actually doing intakes.  Most of Manson’s lies are very carefully worded like that and are actually lies of omission.  It was the same thing with Moose, now known as Deacon; the vet never saw the horse, but Manson played it off like they had even though that was proven wrong as far as the EOTRH situation.

Not content to keep the drama in her own house, Manson decided to branch out and strike out at The Golden Carrot Sanctuary this past week. I think the post started out as more of a venting about donors withdrawing support of a horse, but Manson took it personal and assembled her crew to come create some drama.  They did not disappoint.  I think Manson may be have been high because she actually threw herself under the bus.  It was revealed that she figured Golden Carrot would fail with Saban, which further proves how much she hated that horse.  What rescue will send a horse off to a place they think they will fail?  Then she reveals that Saban came in with the head wound (which is likely a lie), which would mean he sat there without it being treated for 5 months and she sent him off to Fice knowing he was hurt.  Whichever way she attempts to point the finger only adds up to her failing that horse.  My favorite part was Manson posting her own intake sheets and those need a closer look…


This is the intake sheet Manson posted as evidence that they did not harm Saban.  There’s just so much going on with it!  First off, it may be on a Temecula Creek letter head, but I know of no vet or tech that would write `furry’ as a coat condition.  They may write `coarse’ or more probably they would write `hypertrichosis’ which is the actual term, but for sure a professional wouldn’t write `furry’ unless they were a 13-year-old girl or a pretentious wannabe. Furriness aside, what is important about this sheet are the horses on it.  Roe and Saban.  They did not come into HiCaliber at the same time.  They didn’t even come from the same place.  Saban was bought at auction on January 10th and Roe, came along the following weekend as an owner relinquishment.  If you look above at all the village idiots and Manson insisting that all horses see a vet within 24 hours, wouldn’t it be impossible for Roe and Saban to be on the same intake sheet considering Saban came in from auction with 5 other horses.  How did Roe manage to get ahead of him on the intake sheet and why are there no dates on those sheets.  There is at least one lie being told, but it’s up to you to decide what that is.  Do all horses get to see a vet within 24 hours?  Did a vet do this intake?  Was Saban wounded prior to purchase?  I’m guessing the answer to all these questions are fluid.  What we do know is that after this little clusterfuck, HiCaliber scrubbed any posts mentioning the donation amounts that had to do with Saban.  So transparent!

Here’s some pictures taken around the feed lot this week.  It seems the glam team needs to step up their game when horses are starting to grow fungus and poor RJ is not thriving since his return from foster.  Aussie’s surgical site appears to have not seen any care and the bandage is only going to cut off her ciruclation and potentially damage her tail the way it has scrunched down.  The overcrowding and general disrepair continues, but at least Manson’s horse has water  even if all the others do not.

As we get closer to the big Fireball Friday extravaganza, which I hear tickets are hard to even give away for, Angrid and company continue to jump at shadows and look at each other with squinty eyes.  I have a suggestion for them that I’ve made before; take care of those animals, practice true transparency and start posting invoices and I’ll go away.  Seriously.  I’m tired.  Straighten up and fly right and you don’t have to worry about your private bat cave or who finds out you’re going to go make drunken asses of yourselves at Fiesta Island again.  If horses weren’t being neglected and left to suffer in feed lot conditions, I wouldn’t really care what you get up to.  It really is that simple.  I don’t want to see any more crap like we saw with Mirage last week.  Speaking of which…



Still having issues with low water/no water


Seriously, WTF is up with orange shirt guy?

Where to even start with this mess?  This poor horse.  Ever since the day she arrived at HiCaliber a few weeks ago, it’s been disturbing.  From Manson’s obsession with her vagina including the endless photo sessions with it and finally to her horrific ending.  I don’t even think that’s an exaggeration either.  Even though Manson was apparently off lunching with her feeders when the colic was first noticed, it wouldn’t have changed much. The mare had been brought home from the clinic immediately after a fairly major surgery not even a week prior and didn’t appear to receive the proper care.  From the screen shots above, feed and water continued to be an issue and we even had a village idiot helpfully come over to the comment section here and inform us she had been having problems passing her poop.  The horse, not the villager, although going by her behavior she’s probably a big bunged up too.  I’m not sure if it is because they truly don’t know anything about colic and how to assess or that nobody noticed until things were too late, but once again another HiCaliber horse suffered needlessly.  From what I’ve seen from other colics they have filmed, they don’t know.  Apparently that stethoscope that Manson likes to drape around her neck for live feeds is merely decoration and she doesn’t know how to listen to their gut, check gums, or tap a belly.  Any single one of those things would have probably told her that horse needed to be released right then and there.  For once she could have even been justified in shooting one if the vet couldn’t get there soon enough.  Instead, they load an unstable horse in the trailer while she’s thrashing around and, of course, she goes down and hurts herself worse.  I gathered from Bang Bang Becky’s live feed, the horse was found in distress, they medicated and turned her in the arena for some reason and then things got worse.  From what I know of colic,  I’m guessing they hit the mare with banamine and masked her pain enough for the horse to be in real and serious trouble by the time it started wear off.  None of this was likely going to change the ultimate outcome, but it certainly prolonged the agony and suffering.  I’m not really surprised given that we saw them put Boyer and Clint through basically the same thing by trying to play vet themselves.  Part of being a good horseman is knowing when you’re in over your head and when to get a vet out.  What is with these people not getting the vet out on an emergency when they need one?  I’m talking the real 100% vet and not Manson and Google.  Anyhow, the mare apparently died `on her own’ shortly after they got to the clinic which is really horrible when you think how long she suffered and how bad it was for her to just lay down and die.  Despite raising $4500 for two surgeries to fix her fistula, when she only had one, the begging for money started before the horse had passed. Manson sat in her car and cried for the camera telling us all that she was too upset to go in and be with the horse.  The actual reason was she probably didn’t want to case conference with her colleagues when she didn’t have her scrubs on.   I’m not entirely sure what the money was needed for considering the mare passed on her own before she had much more than a catheter ran, meaning there should have been in excess of $2000 in her personal surgery fund that people had already donated to.  That wasn’t even the worst part of the day.  For some reason, the Manson family and friends decided to gather for a photo shoot with Mirage’s dead body.  This poor mare was robbed of her dignity even in death.   Her name was Causingacheckmate, she was eleven years old and she deserved much more dignity in life and in death.  #sayherrealname

I get a lot of questions about the Appy mares and Breezy in my inbox.  I’m sorry to say that Charity met her end at HiCaliber.  I’m not sure if Manson did the honors, but while they were crying and posing for pictures with Causingacheckmate aka Mirage, they allowed Charity to pass without so much as a mention.  Even if it was warranted and the previous owners agreed, she deserved to be mentioned.  Breezy and Lupe remain at HiCaliber, with reports of Breezy finally doing better.  The other two mares, Pat and Tillie are apparently off to one last good home, so there is at least that good news.  I find Manson’s response to the inquiries about the horses to be laughable considering she’s the one that brought the fire down on their former home with her lies and continues to do that to the Peruvian mares’ former owners as her village idiots regularly attack them.  Don’t forget that both these families are grieving the loss of loved ones that were connected to all these horses.  I guess grief only counts if it is used to raise money for Manson and friends. RIP Charity #sayhername

Josie also took the tarp nap recently.  No tears or mourning for her either.  The poor mare was basically ghost on that feed lot anyhow.  Purchased in May, not much beyond intake was ever mentioned about her.  Manson has  recently become more secretive about her `gone to heaven’ horses and their deets so I can’t really say what Josie’s transgression was that caused Manson to erase her, but she’s gone according to my sources.  They bought her the very end of May at auction, she was given a clean bill of health and then kicked out in one of the larger herds.  That’s pretty much the last we heard of Josie.  RIP Josie #sayhername

I saw the above screen shot on a FB page the other day.  For me, this is pretty much what my issue with the HiCaliber situation is.  Yes, the grifting and money sleight of hand is beyond the pale,  but I’m most concerned with the horses.  Those five freedoms that they all deserve are not being met at a place that purports to be a rescue.  The HiCaliber horses are not always free from hunger and thirst.  That’s been proven over and over recently.   Freedom from discomfort including a shelter and resting area is hard to come by for most horses at HiCaliber and then you have the screen shot of Manson pointing out that shelter is not required.  Way to do the bare minimum!  Freedom from pain, injury and disease by providing rapid diagnosis and treatment.  Again, not happening at HiCaliber unless you count the 30% vet experimenting on these poor souls.  Freedom to express normal behavior?  Nope, not even a little bit.  Besides being cooped up in stalls or tiny pens, if a horse so much as looks at Manson the wrong way, they get branded as `behavioral’ and marked for death.  Look at how Saban has turned around now that he has room to move and just be a normal horse.  Freedom from fear and distress.  That’s not consistently happening at HiCaliber either.  The fact most of their horses aren’t regularly handled and need sedation to have anything done with them pretty much says it all.  Rescue should be about more than just keeping them alive with the bare minimum legal standard.  It should be giving them a life worth living and keeping them with these 5 freedoms in mind until a forever home can be found to provide them.


I want to close off today with a few things that need to be mentioned.  My function as far as this blog goes is to pass on information.  That’s it.  I understand I often serve it with a healthy dose of snark and I go `there’, when most people wouldn’t.  I make no claims to any sort of moral high ground in most cases.  Yes, I make fun of Manson, Romney Faye and the more prominent members of the Manson family.  Absolutely!  If they put it out there, I’m going to comment, but where I will draw a line is calling somebody `It’.  I am nobody’s moral compass or keeper, but I do ask that if you’re going to say things like that, please don’t do it and wave your shedrow flag and for sure don’t do it and come over here to spread that sort of hate.  There are many of us that want to see an end to the hoarding, neglect and suffering at HiCaliber, but that’s where our commonalities end in many cases.  The amount of chest pounding and me, me, me I’ve seen in the past few days alone is gobsmacking.  Keep it in your pants, people!  We only have to join forces long enough to accomplish this one goal and then we can all separate ways and I can go back to having free time and not having nightmares about horses suffering and starving to death.  As for me, I’m going to take a few days to regroup and sort out the monster that is my inbox.  Until next time…

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What a day!  I seriously need to learn to stop asking rhetorical questions.  How much shadier can they be?  How much worse can things get?  Even if I only think them, sure enough, some cretin at HiCaliber will pretty much say `Hold my Fireball…’ and take it as a challenge resulting in overachievement in the asshattery department.  We’ve had a lot of that going on over the last few days, which makes for a lengthy post.  So, let’s get right after it and try to make some sense out of the last few days.  Sadly, we need to say a  name while we’re at it, so I’ll start things off with the one that’s been on many people’s minds the past few days.  Thomas.


As most of the readers here know, Thomas was unlucky enough to be a parking lot purchase last Tuesday.  He had a big knee and a wobbly hind end, but was in good weight and condition.  He certainly didn’t present as really old horse like they claimed and certainly not ancient.  The HiCalibrites never offered a view of his mouth and only said he had teeth like Moose with `​extreme’ angles.  Moose, if you recall, turned out to have EOTRH despite Manson’s denials and he also wasn’t nearly as old as they said either.  Pretty much from the moment they purchased Thomas the stories started.  They claimed they snatched him from the jaws of a family that wanted to buy him as a dancing horse.  He may well have been a dancing horse at one time, but nobody was going to pay $500 for him to do that now.  Romney Faye Baker immediately floated the `compassion pull’ scenario which was picked up and built upon by Manson.  His intake video asked for One Last Good Home and she said they’d see if they could get him comfortable.  This was said as they lead him towards an absolute mountain of shit in the background.  Unfortunately for Thomas, Stilly had the misfortune of dying on Friday and since the Manson family had just returned from their Vegas adventure, they must have figured they’d save some Benjamins by making up a full load for the body removal guy and execute Thomas too.  Maybe they get a deal for multiples or something or maybe just killing a few horses put Manson in a party mood for Saturday.  If you listen to his intake video, Manson pretty carefully words that Dr. Spini was on the property but she never actually says she saw the horse.  Their lone statement about his death indicates they didn’t think he was worth doing any sort of diagnostic and then he had the unmitigated gall to stand in the hot sun and sweat in a strange and chaotic environment.  Manson says his heart rate was elevated, but maybe he was stressed.  What I do know is that horse wasn’t at HiCaliber long enough to even eat a bale of hay, so his $650 over his alleged $500 purchase price is in some pocket because once again, they began this week’s auction with 0 dollars in the kitty.  What I find horribly sad is that there was a long post about them mourning Stilly, but Thomas who died on the very same day, wasn’t worth a mention until somebody asked after him a few days later.  Rest easy, Thomas. #sayhisname



We’re going to jump back in time a bit next.  This has been talked about in the comment section and it’s actually been something in my inbox for awhile.  I’ve kinda gone back and forth in my mind about whether I should even post it because out of all the crap Manson and company post, this is offends me more than most things.  I know they want to frame themselves as `edgy’ and `rebels’ and that’s fine, even though it comes off as kinda immature and sad to most people.  What I cannot abide by is racism and this post was straight up racist and disgusting, which is a bit strange for an organization that say they are all-inclusive and everybody is welcome.  I guess that only applies to sexual orientation because their statements and actions are certainly not welcoming to people of color.  What’s worse is the horse involved.  Palomar.  He was purchased with donated funds from Palomar Unitarian Universalist Fellowship  Church, which is how the horse got his name in the first place.  It also makes the nature of his adoption post even more offensive and then factor in a member of that church voicing their concerns only to be ignored.  This post is still up in its original and racist glory.  Manson is nobody’s bitch and she won’t be told what to do.


Moving right along to some inner sanctum things…Apparently they are brainstorming ways to make things seem awesome at the feed lot with Scrappy Doo Rene leading the charge.  God help them.  Apparently, it is also not ok to approach and speak to Manson without approval and permission and she may start wearing shirts to remind you of that fact.  Even though Manson lives on the property and has had volunteers out busting their asses (this is not counting the drunken pool party people we will discuss later) to make that place presentable so she could get a few free pallets of feed in exchange for allowing some feed company to fly a drone over top of the hoard and scare the shit out of some of them.  She is too important to pick up garbage on the property she lives on.  She can’t even be bothered to say `please’.   The next screen shot would be just one of the filthy water tubs in the stalls.  Just keep putting water on top of the sludge and get a good plant culture growing in that.  All that roughage should cut down on the hay bill!  Yes, that  picture is Firetyme.  He’s gained some weight so he might be back up to a body score of 2 or 3, but still looking rough and Manson still declines any offers of a new home for him.  The gray horse was photographed around the end of June with an open sore under the jaw.  I’m not sure if that was a fly mask wound or something blew out there.  The flies were certainly enjoying it though.  Lastly we have some fuel cans left out and leaking so they can catch something on fire maybe.  A few weeks ago Manson was telling us they couldn’t drag the shit out of the pens and arena in case it threw a spark and started a fire, but apparently sloshing actual fuel around is perfectly ok.  Moving right along….



Next up is Blueberry.  By all accounts a very sweet mare and volunteer favorite at HiCaliber.  She’s been at the feedlot since last fall, but they just got around to putting up an adoption ad for her mid July of this year.  As you can hear in the video, she is not sound, but apparently that doesn’t mean she can’t be a good trail horse, because who doesn’t enjoy riding a horse in obvious pain and discomfort?  Shortly after this ad was posted,  they said they had Dr. Spini digging around in her shoulder for some reason and she needed to be up in stalls wearing a sleazy to keep her shoulder covered.  Personally, if she was mine, I’d have put some SWAT on it and left it open to heal, but Manson being a 30% vet and all, decided to see if should could do what is actually quite difficult to do above the knees and hocks and grow some proud flesh to add to poor Blueberry’s laundry list of things she has wrong with her.  The fact that the sleazy is on over top of the halter and they leave it on until it’s basically stuck to her shoulder and stinky, probably means she’s working on some good halter rubs too.  Horse husbandry at its finest right there…


The above screen shots are from their bat cave over the past week or so.  Watering the horses continue to be an ongoing issue.  While they were all drinking their faces off and partying down over the weekend, the horses in vineyard/QT area were either out of water or very low and there wasn’t exactly a stampede to rectify the situation.  In fact, I believe only one volunteer took it upon themselves to put horses first before Fireball.  It also seems that horses continue to wallow in their own filth in the barns as they stand around with no interaction or attention.  Meanwhile we now have fly mask issues beyond rubbing the holes in their faces.  Never mind that everybody tromps around the ranch and dogs and chickens wander freely in and out of pens, don’t you dare mix up fly masks.  Seriously.  This is coming from the same 30% vet that figures as long as a horse doesn’t come from auction, they probably don’t need to do the usual quarantine.  I can’t make this stuff up and I don’t blame the volunteers either.  They have zero leadership nor do they have anybody in charge working alongside them.  Many of them have significant commutes to come do chores for free while the residents go for manicures and eyelashes on the donor dollar.  Wow.



So, this past weekend featured the big volunteer appreciation piss up by the pool.  Manson went all out hiring band and having the event catered by Da Kine’s out of Santee because we all know how Manson loves herself some Hawaiian eats.  They did a brief live feed from that party which featured sugar daddy board member, Richie Price, pouring Fireball down everybody’s throats and Manson sexually harassing the underage band members who looked distinctly uncomfortable when she kept trying to get the 17 year old to take his shirt off.  After the live feed was off, the underagers in attendance got to get their drink on with a little beer pong in the pool while Lex, the other half of the Tuesday auction pair arrived from Misner’s.  Thankfully, they left the video in the bat cave for me to share with you featuring Scrappy Doo Rene so drunk she can hardly talk, let alone stand up, insisting on unloading the horse.  Of course, they can’t even remember what angle they used to loosen the donor’s purse strings so there was momentary confusion as to who the other half of Lex’s bonded pair actually was.  Naturally, Manson couldn’t be bothered to shuffle herself across the drive way to take a look at the new horse they just had to have.  She probably still hasn’t seen him. All in all, a good time seemed to be had by the few in attendance, although probably not by the Sunday volunteers that were left with extra to do because apparently drinking and partying takes precedence over doing actual chores.

This is Shawa’s adoption video that was posted last week.  The rider is Amanda the riding team leader at HiCaliber.  I think that’s important to note considering she happily rides around on the wrong lead as Scrappy Doo Rene tells us how `rad’ and amazing this horse is.  Don’t get me wrong, this is a decent enough little mare but she is LAME.  Why is it these HiCalibrites can’t pick out a hind end lameness and why do they continue to thump around on lame horses even if she they do know?  (see Blueberry above).  Judging by the lather on the horse’s sides, they’d already given her a good ride down before they turned the camera on, so who knows if she was salty with them or not?  They certainly took the wind out of her sails for some reason.  It’s pretty clear that neither Scrappy or Amanda can tell if the horse is on the correct lead or not or that she looks really uncomfortable trying to balance a rider that is not helping her at all.  Then they decide that the horse must be a reiner because she has a `whoa’ on her.  Ummm, no.  That means she was probably well broke at one point and, if anything, looks like she was a decent pattern horse when she was sound, but a reiner she is not.  That wasn’t a spin by any stretch of the imagination.  For those that think I’m nitpicking and being a bitch, you are only partially correct.  I do have a point and that is that none of these horses are set up for success or proper placements because a) they don’t have a clue how to present them and b) they have nobody there that seems to be able to evaluate one properly.  It bothers me to see these poor lame horses hauling these gunsels around.  FFS shouldn’t knowing your leads be a prerequisite for being a riding team lead?

It was easy to tell we were in for a shit show at auction today when this was the opening post from Romney Fay Baker.  I’m picking out a common theme in recent posts of them attempting to market themselves as `rebels’.  They might want to rethink that stance considering that it’s already being done up in Washington state by Sam Milbredt or whateverthefuck she calls herself these days.  The point being, is that even HiCaliber is amateur hour compared to Rebels, but if they want to somehow make people relate a feedlot scam operation to them via the `rebels’ flag, then so be it.  I’m getting deja vu!. Anyhow, when all else fails they play the sympathy card and I’m starting to resent it.  No mother should lose a child.  That’s a horrible thing, but it becomes uncomfortable when you are constantly hit in the face with somebody else using their grief to raise funds.  Let that little boy rest in peace.  This was an extremely hostile post to kick off their fundraising drive and nobody wants to actually see it in print that she doesn’t give a shit about the horses or if the ranch burns down.  Some of us have known it all along, but if she’s feeling the need to put it in writing, perhaps it is time to take a step back.

With Romney Faye Baker not `feeling it’ today, it was left to Manson to inspire people to dig deep and she got downright creative on us.  I’m not really sure what she is doing in this specific group, but in it she is and she told a sad story using key words like `littles’, `meat auction’, `slaughter’.  Never mind the fact that the horses were likely already  running through when she posted, the money wasn’t flowing so they posted up the sadder looking ones to tug at some heart strings.  This was just a warm up.  Manson was desperate.  I kinda take miniscule responsibility for what went down next only because I have used the term `manifest’ in talking about how Manson gets free stuff and I think I may have planted a seed…

Yes, this happened.  Manson joined Manifestation Babes and asked them to manifest some cash for her.  Well, maybe not directly, but she wasn’t too subtle about it and I almost couldn’t stop laughing.  However when I did finally get done laughing I got kinda pissed.  Once again she spun the `black market horse meat trade’ to people that really don’t know better and then went on about the illegal slaughter trade.  Horse slaughter is not illegal in the US.  They just aren’t funded for inspections which make it impossible for them to slaughter for human consumption right now.  People can still slaughter their own horses for their own personal use.  It is illegal to ship a horse to slaughter in California, but they seem to be willing to overlook that every single week they do deals with Misner.  If it really was her `life’s work’ to save horses from the illegal slaughter trade,  wouldn’t it be smart to start by turning in your kill buyer buddy who actually does ship illegally to slaughter?   Anyhow, the Manifestation Babes are not so loose with the purse strings and mainly wished her blessings, good vibes and I think somebody put in a good work with Archangel Ariel or something.  Finally one of the `babes’ called her out on her negativity and bad reputation and suggested she clean up her vibes. I’m paraphrasing obviously.  Not bad advice really, but it may take a team of experienced manifesters and archangels working around the clock, 365 days a year, for decades to clean up the bad vibes Manson must have deep in her pores after shooting so many animals in the face over the years and that’s not even going there with some of the other downright fucked up things she’s done to people over the years.


Romney Faye Baker did not manage to fill her quota at auction today.  It seems that people took HiCaliber at their word and showed up to do it better, since that’s what Manson keeps telling everybody to do.  So, despite Romney Faye being a complete twatwaffle and figuring she runs the show at auction, it turns out she doesn’t and they only managed to leave with a very crippled mare and a donkey as an afterthought.  Even though the little donk was only $150 from Misner, Romney Faye was asking the village idiots for $1000.  Maybe donkeys are more expensive to geld and feed in HiCaliberland.  I don’t know.  I also don’t know what the final price on the little sore mare was either.  I was too busy being disgusted.  Last week, they get a horse like Thomas who could at least stand on all 4 feet and he gets shot in the face within days, but for some reason this poor little mare who is sore as a boil gets drug all the way back to SLREH for diagnostics.  Diagnostics that they didn’t feel Thomas, who as not as sore, was worthy of.   I can’t even pretend to figure out why they shoot some without any valid reason and then one that so obviously needs to be released from her agony, gets kept alive and drug around.  Maybe there is some sort of point they are trying to prove or something.  It most certainly isn’t anything close to putting the best interests of these animals first.


The little cremello poster child struck it lucky today and ended up at a real rescue, so there is some good news.  You can follow him over at Forgotten Horse Rescue.  Three other horses went to another rescue situation near LA where they should also thrive.  That leaves us with poor Fawn’s updates.  Manson got pretty freakin official with the cut and paste on the diagnostics.  I’m not sure what her point in doing that was other than to make herself sound smarter than she is.  It kinda backfired.  Know your audience, Manson.  Tell them what is really going on here which is that the poor mare has a very jacked up left front, with the coffin joint bone on bone and out of place with a likely ruptured supporting tendon.  This means she’s offloading onto the right front causing lameness there too.  Horses in these situations are often at an increased risk for laminitis in the supporting hooves.  Think Barbaro.  It wasn’t his original injury that did him in but the supporting legs that failed.  Instead, Manson puts this: “X-rays show chronic, marked subluxation of her coffin joint secondary to likely a deep digital flexor tendon rupture on the left front in addition to contralateral right front lameness.”  She probably doesn’t even understand what it means seeing as how she still thinks a lesion can only be an open sore.  Now that I’ve explained it to her, she can be a 32% vet.  I make no pretense of being a vet, but I can read an xray enough to know that mare is in trouble and I hope they don’t make her suffer too long because Manson has developed a foot fetish all of a sudden.


HiCaliber Mirage

Speaking of fetishes, I may as well give Mirage’s update since Manson is too lazy to do so.  I only heard it through live feeds after people kept asking and Robyn finally admitted that she had her surgery and was already back at the ranch.  I’m not sure why they couldn’t have fired off a post about that.  Their village only ponied up something like $4500 for her to have that surgery after all. Maybe they didn’t update because it seems Manson has lost interest in Mirage’s vagina now that it’s back to normalish looking.  Just prior to her surgery she had to slip over to the clinic for a little moonlight photo sesh with it late at night, but seems to have no interest post op.  I hope somebody steps up for that poor mare sooner, rather than later.  She’s put up with enough already.

I’m just going to dump these few screen shots here.  They are all pretty self explanatory.  Angrid is having issues getting people exicted about her Eggo waffle and grilled cheese sandwich extravaganza, but that won’t matter because she’ll fill that room with hobos if need be so that everybody thinks it was an awesome time and want a ticket next year.  Then we come to people asking after Dragon who was a recent purchase that they raved over how awesome and bomb proof he was, which he did appear to be.  He’s also super injured or sore and apparently that’s a state secret for some reason.  Better keep saying his name just in case…The last two screen shots are of Manson keeping it classy on other FB pages by telling people to `eat a dick’ and making jokes about shooting horses.  Hmmm, I wonder why they only raised enough money to get one horse today as per Romney Faye Baker…


I don’t really care who this last meme offends today.  The longer this drags on, the crankier I get.  I’m sick of them shooting horses in the face.  I’m sick of the lies, the hoarding and the substandard care.  I’m sick of them sitting on their asses as horses choke with thirst and colic.  I’m sick of horses disappearing and their very existences erased.  Manson keeps bragging about her less than stellar career as an animal control officer and how she runs her rescue on a shelter model.  Guess what?  These aren’t dogs and even if they were, most people don’t like kill shelters.  If that’s what she is truly doing, then she needs to be upfront with her donors about it.  Stop calling it compassionate euthanasia.  It’s not.  She’s as much as admitted that if they don’t move out via adoptions, she’s not a sanctuary and if that’s not killing for space I don’t know what is.  Now, that people are onto them with their horses looking like crap, she’s calling in fat and healthy fosters and swapping them out with skinnies.  I’m sure they’ll try to lock down Biz Desk and Shenanigans even further after this post today and blame the wrong people for being me.  It won’t make a difference.  If they won’t put those horses first, I will.  Who’s with me?

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Happy Monday, or whatever day this ends up posting.  Probably Tuesday which isn’t such a happy day for the horses that find themselves being purchased by the High Caliberites at auction and drug back to the feedlot.  I’m not sure about the rest of you, but I start to get this sense of impending doom on Tuesdays.  I actually feel happy when a horse manages to get bought up by somebody else, even a flipper.  So, even though we have a few other things than auction to cover today, I thought that might be the best place to kick things off as we take another little peek at the Biz Desk board and the inner workings of HiCaliber.



As most of you know, Romney Faye Baker has taken a sort of leave of absence but continues to go to auction.  This post is a month old, but it’s pretty much how they approach every Tuesday.  I love the admonishment about not having enough comments and then helpful tips on how to comment appropriately.  Boy, are some of the village idiots ever going rogue because I’ve seen them post things other than `lol’, `poor babies’, and `oh my’.  They are pretty good at the emoji-gasms and I fully suspect they’ll graduate to gifs any day now.  We may be a ways off from effective meme usage though.  BTW, if you read this post you don’t have to do anything because I haven’t a freakin clue what algorithms are and why I should care anyhow.



It seems like Romney Faye isn’t the only one that rallies the troops in Biz Desk.  Angrid was getting all kinds of grief about HiCaliber on one of her Fireball Friday event postings and decided to send up the bat signal in the Biz Desk group.  Again, village idiots are summoned to do their part on Facebook for HiCaliber.  It certainly explains some of the other village idiots dogpiles I’ve seen on random pages.  Then we have Angrid explaining that people just need to come to the Fireball event, be loud and act like they are having a good time so people will think it’s a success.  Is this kinda like when a new nightclub hires people to stand in the waiting line to create a buzz?  I hear the ticket sales aren’t going so well, even though they are offering Eggo waffles and grilled cheese sandwiches for your $100 ticket.   All that and a chance to buy a date with some village idiots that you could probably date for free off of tinder, grindr or even Ashley Madison.  I’m shocked the tickets weren’t sold out immediately.



It seems that Manson getting off her ass and filling water tubs was a one-off kinda thing.  It also seems that the horses at HiCaliber are STILL going without water on a regular basis.  Combine lack of water available and the ever-changing hay supply they’re looking down the barrel of some major colics if they’re not careful.  Maybe that’s the plan so Manson can shove her hand up some more asses like she seems to enjoy doing.  You gotta wonder how thirsty those horses had to be for them all to dive in the tub like that as soon as it was filled.  There is NO excuse for this ever.  If there isn’t enough volunteers showing up, then the residents of that place need to get off their asses and fill those tubs before they do one other thing.  This is straight up neglect and cruelty.


So, this happened.  It seems Manson is not happy she was denied the endorphin rush of shooting Rogue, Moose, Chi, and a few others in the face recently.  All horses that were on the euth lists where people stepped up at the last minute to get them to safety.  I guess I’m somewhat confused, because more than once, she has told the haters to step up and adopt if we didn’t like what they were doing, so when people do just that, she responds by making her euth lists secret so there will be no hope of pulling horses before the bullets fly now.  Then there are other horses like Firetyme that continue to stand in shit filled stalls without even getting out for a walk more than once a week if that, and when legitimate rescues offer places for him, they are denied because Manson has decided they are `dicks’ aka they won’t cosign on her hoarding habit.  Damned if we do and damned if we don’t.  Meanwhile if they do agree to begin the adoption process with you, they pretty much want everything including copies of your driver’s license and film of your home in order to consider.  Things that aren’t exactly `normal’ to ask for that might suggest they are running some other type of background check that isn’t on the up and up.  The transparency is getting stronger only in that they are getting easier and easier to see right through.



Speaking of the euth lists, these exchanges happened with Dr. Moss in the past week or so.  Manson has always maintained that the vets approve all euthanasias they do and even suggested that she takes turns with Dr. Spini performing them.  You know Spini, her COLLEAGUE.  It turns out that’s just another basket of lies out of her lie hole.  At least according to Dr. Moss, who must have recovered from his Stockholm Syndrome and been deprogrammed enough to start acting like a vet and speaking some truth again.  As shown in the screen shot, Rene once again lies for the team and says that the vets sign off on all euths.  Not so and now Manson is going to try even harder to hide them.  I wonder if this means she’s going to get a new colored tarp and perhaps a new killing spot once Laurie’s 5th wheel is moved out.  Maybe drop them in the vineyard?  Throw some landscape bark on the bodies and stick a few flowers in there?  Oh wait, that’s already been done to disguise the shit piles…



Remember Rogue?  She was one of the Louisiana OTTBs that wasn’t actually a Thoroughbred.  Young and unhandled, Manson took a disliking to her and toyed with shooting her in the face.  Not because she was sick or crippled or even `behavioral’,  she was just unhandled and in Manson’s world that’s a death sentence.  As mentioned before, Rogue was bailed off the $1 menu and while it may be a questionable home, she is not immediately in danger of getting shot in the face.  As shown in the pics of her leaving they couldn’t be bothered to knock the manure from her shit filled pen off her and she hadn’t really gained any weight and condition in her 2 months at HiCaliber.  Hopefully, there are better days ahead for this little girl.  She’s basically a blank slate and could end up being any kind of horse.





It appears we have dueling riding instruction going on for the village idiots.  Wow!  How does a person even decide between disciplines?  Do you want to violate a football or look your own horse in the eye while still on his back?  So many choices!!!  Of course it’s old news and never really took off, but still fun to imagine the possibilities and hilarity if not for the poor horses being subjected to all this `horsemanship’.  Good times…



Remember Heather Ratlips Ratliff?  She’s the village idiot that thought it would be funny to buy the Shedrow Confessions domain and then got busted complimenting herself in this post. It seems that the whole HiCaliber brain trust cosigned this little mission with Manson, Angrid and Rene totally being down for the fuckery.  Angrid may or may not have submitted some articles.  I don’t know because I don’t have time to look at that stuff beyond my initial glance.  I’m glad they’re amusing themselves and I’m glad I’m under their skin so deep.  I’m not really all that concerned about them `wiping me off the map’ or stealing any thunder.  We’re just under half a million hits in only a little over 2 months.  I think we’re doing ok with getting the truth out there.  It’s just a real shame that some of this energy the village idiots have can’t be used to …I don’t know…clean a stall or fill some water tubs or something.  You know, actually look after their horses?  The surest way to shut me up is to stop fucking up.  It really is that simple, but I know they don’t read over here or care what I write.  They don’t care so much…


I think that about takes care of things for now.  It’s certainly not the bottom of my inbox, but for today it’s a good leave off point.  I’m sure the Hicalibrites are all nestled snug in their beds or hanging upside down so they can comment the shit out of their algorithm posts and spread the fuckery far and wide as Romney Faye goops on the mascara to cry for the cameras.  I keep hoping one of these weeks the horses will win and somebody else will get them.  Literally, almost anybody else.  Few places could be as bad right now.  I also know how frustrating that this seems to go on and on.  I’ve always said it’s a marathon and not a sprint.  I know everybody wants to pull out the ace or put the last piece of the puzzle into the place.  That’s human nature.  Believe me, I wish I could just do a massive inbox dump on this page and say `there, sort it all out yourselves’ and not have to think about this stuff all the time, but that’s not how things get done.  Threatening people is also not how things get done.  Telling Manson or any of them what you’re about to do or that you’re going to get them just sets everybody back.  It’s not about Manson beyond pointing and laughing at her.  It’s about those animals that are standing in the sun with no shade, shit for hay and not even the relief of water.  It’s about every single horse that gets led to the killing field too sore to walk or perfectly fine and healthy, but the last thing they see is Manson’s face and feeling her shitty vibe.  At least that’s what it’s about for me.  I’ll keep trying to share stuff as I can and making sure there is a factual accounting of things as they unfold, but I gotta admit,  I want to slap some of you on Facebook.  Simmer down.  As for now, we have at least three horses are on very thin ice over at HiCaliber.  Mention them if you can.  Aviana, RJ, Tallie and Firetyme are all in trouble.  Manson will not let Firetyme go and now maybe the other three are doomed.  Let’s just pray that the last face they see isn’t hers or Bang Bang Becky’s.  Let’s not let them get erased like so many others.  Keep saying those names.  Poor babies, oh my…

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