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So, is everybody ready to get back to business?  I’m not sure I am, but things are piling up again which means yet another heavy post.  I’d like to say I had a nice break but that really wasn’t the case either.  The fuckery continues and escalates no matter what, leaving me with more than usual to wrestle with.  As usual there is a so much deceit and grifting going on it’s kinda difficult to follow, but I’m going to do my best to lay it all out.  I’m not sure if the Manson Family are upping the ante or we’re just getting better at catching the grift.  I gotta say that even I was surprised at how low they sank these past few weeks.  I don’t think I can even get it all covered in one post so I’m going to do deal with general and run of the mill fuckery today and we’ll get to the bulk of the auction fuckery in the next one or so.  I hope that works for everybody because it’s time to settle in.  I have some tea to spill!


Even though I was only really away for a couple of days, the theories of where I was and why I was away were somewhat amusing.  None of them were based in fact or even all that exciting.  Seriously, I am the world’s worst sick person and there is nothing more to it than that. Man flu has nothing on me!  It doesn’t even really matter other than when you are wrong about something and don’t acknowledge that, then it’s kinda hurts whatever other facts you may have. In the interest of that, it seems the intel on the inaugural Manson Does Texas trip was slightly off.  Originally, it was said she went to some Mean Girls Conference and, I gotta admit, that never did feel 100% right unless she went as a specimen or a bad example.  It turns out that isn’t what she was doing when she went on that trip.  She was actually at the Lady Boss Weight Loss dealio as pictured above, and yes, that is Manson right there smiling for the group photo-op.  The other screenshots are from previous weight loss attempts that the donors all got to pay for as well.  Don’t get me wrong, I applaud anybody’s efforts to improve their health and fitness.  I do have a problem with grifting for it though.  I especially have an issue when you have to fly half way across the country to do some aerobics with the latest social media sensation when you could probably just get off your ass and do chores right where you live and have a total win/win situation that doesn’t break any laws and consist of lying to people on the internet.  Also, if people recall, Manson went on and on about that being her first trip to Texas and how much she loved it there.  That was then…

Flash forward to a few weeks ago and a few trips to the Lonestar state under her belt and, all of a sudden, we’re having `family emergencies’ there.  I’m not quite sure how that works, but I’ve been trying to manifest a family emergency somewhere tropical for myself but so far no luck.  Why is any of this relevant?  Normally it really wouldn’t be.  I don’t really care about how far she has to search for some peen and I also don’t really care when she lies to her team. They should be used to that by now.  What I do care about is the pattern of lying and that old six degrees of separation thing just kicking her square in the ass.  Manson just so happened to end up sitting next to some nice people who,  while originally unaware of her and who she was, were subjected to a flight full of lies and boasts.  To make matters even better, they happen to know more than a few people on the `hater’ side of things.  So yeah, Manson opened by introducing herself and who she is and proceeded to tell them how important she was and that there was even a blog about her. That’s when she showed them this blog.  (Welcome new haters, enjoy your stay.)  Manson also told them that she had booked the trip on a whim to `get away from it all’ after the haters had the FBI raid the ranch, which was also not true.  The FBI were not part of the little party at the ranch the other week.  As is often the case with people that love to hear themselves speak, Manson forgot what she had told them in the first part of the flight and later said she had booked her Texas trip a `long time ago’ when there was a $29 seat sale.  What are the odds she would know so far in advance that she would have a family emergency on that day?  Anyhow, y’all were curious about the airplane incident so that’s what I know other than that she was discussing vaginas in under 10 mins.   Moving right along…

I think I’m just going to drop these pictures of the general conditions at HiCaliber before we get into more specific updates.  These are all very recent pics and as you can see, it’s pretty crowded and dangerous there despite what Manson claims.   This is what happens when you have more horses you can properly care for.  Fences don’t get repaired, things don’t get noticed.  Call me a snob or whatever, but this kinda looks like a bad backyard that horses should be rescued from.

Umbra appears to be holding her own which is good to see.  There is some controversy over the whole lactating mare thing.  It happens, but I’m not sure whatever it is that Eclipse is producing is enough to sustain a growing and healing baby, so hopefully milk replacer is involved as well.  Regardless of what is being fed, Umbra seems to have replaced Magnum as far as who the majority of the village idiots ask after or seem concerned with.  I guess he outgrew his cute factor and isn’t sad enough to hold their attention right now.  Perhaps a crisis situation could be created to bump his algorithms or something.  I did notice he has some old wound or scar on his nose on the latest live feed so perhaps that could be blown well out of proportion for some sympathy dollars or something.

Since we’ve discussed Umbra, we should probably look right across the alleyway to Legacy.  In a recent live feed, we could see all the red tape in the stall across from Eclipse and Umbra.  No explanation was given but apparently that means `hard quarantine’ or something.  What hard quarantine is vs regular quarantine is anybody’s guess, but it doesn’t seem to be working.  Legacy is currently very sick and has burst out some abscesses under his jaw.  I’m pretty sure we’re still not allowed to call it what it is *cough*strangles*cough*, and I’m also not entirely sure wtf bandaging it is supposed to accomplish unless they are trying to drive that abscess internal and really mess him up.  This has been going on for well over a week and he was on IV support last I heard. I’m sure now that this is out in the open Manson will refuse to do any updates on him because she’s not your bitch and all. No word on whether or not he’s seen a real vet, but if he has, I want to know who would suggest bandaging a throat like that and make sure that vet never sets foot near one of my animals.

Remember Gigi?  She is the cute little black mare with the busted up knee and droopy eye they bought from one of their regular flippers back around mid January.  We haven’t really heard too much about Gigi since then other than she is relatively sound and `cute’.  The pictures are above are from the day they bought her in the parking lot at auction.  Wanna see how she’s doing barely a month later?  Of course you do!

These pics were taken of Gigi within the last week.  As you can see her filthy bandage is like a tourniquet on her leg now that it has slipped and her droopy eye goes unprotected or cleaned up.  I don’t really see where `rescue’ has happened for this horse.  She is not in as good of condition as she was when they purchased her a month ago and it’s not like she is living in paradise either.  I’m concerned for her, but I’m concerned for a lot of HiCaliber horses right now.

This brings us to Trish.  I’ve been back and forth about whether I should write about her or not.  I realize doing so is maybe going to hurt her chances at getting out of HiCaliber alive, but her chances of that have always been bad since being an adoption return.  Having said that, I think there is some information that is almost criminal to withhold and also to not reveal what is going on with this particular horse is setting her up for failure as well.  My only hope is that she can get out and land softly with somebody that has all the information.  That being said….

Trish is the little bay mare pictured above being used in Amanduh’s lesson program.  I’m not going to get into the WTFedness of the entire scenario  as far as lessons go, or that the children appear to be strapped to the tack, but just that Trish is being used and has been used for a while since being an adoption return last fall.  She did not last long at adoption, but the people who had her, took the time to get her properly vetted and made that report available to HiCaliber.  Please note the dates on the letter below.


Trish was returned as being neurological and deemed unsafe for use as a lesson horse. Since that time she has been used regularly for lessons and is now advertised as a light rider and previously a kid’s horse even though they were well aware of her issues.  She’s already a one time adoption return so I think it’s safe to say if she went out and came back again she’d be as good as dead as Manson will call her a hay burner.  I sincerely hope that posting this doesn’t place her at greater risk either.  We don’t know why she’s neurological but I can bet that no further diagnostics were done to find out they whys and hows of it either.  I guess I couldn’t live with myself if somebody got seriously hurt by adopting her and thinking everything was fine and I had information that proved otherwise.  I also would hate to think of kids learning to ride on an unsafe horse.  I really don’t know what the right thing to do with this is other than pray this little mare doesn’t pay for somebody else’s greed and ignorance.



If you recall, we put Diane on a milk carton back in December as she had dropped off the radar.  Part of the problem at HiCaliber lately is that horses just kinda disappear off the radar and the village idiots have been conditioned not to ask too may questions.  That’s why the milk carton horses when we can’t find out answers any other way.  Sadly, we got our answer for Diane and she was found dead in her pen sometime in December.  No cause of death has been made official and I haven’t seen anybody asking after her either.  This mare was a parking lot purchase from Salvador back in November. Emaciated at the time, I’m not sure if she ever did gain any weight or have a few good days.  Hopefully, she is at peace now.  RIP Diane.  #sayhername


Waco was a parking lot purchase a few weeks back.  I believe he came from Nacho but will have to update that in a bit.  He was clearly in a lot of pain but because Manson’s x ray eyes did not diagnose the severe rotation in his coffin bones, he was kept alive for some additional fundraising and parading around for the camera. There were all sorts of contradictions with him.  He was `thought’ to be a compassion pull, then he was one for sure and then Manson’s FUPA got involved and told her he didn’t want to die yet so they needed more money to actually do the xrays.  However, another horse had been immediately adopted so her responsible rescue fees were supposed to slide over to Waco, but they didn’t and then Manson had to go to Texas for her `family emergency’ that didn’t actually involve family or any other sort of emergency other than being horny.  All that added up to Amanduh getting the news that this horse was in all kinds of pain and not fixable on a Friday.  Sadly for Waco, this meant he got to linger in pain for an extra few days until Manson came home and shot him in the face.  RIP Waco.  #sayhisname

Clancy also experienced death by Manson in recent weeks.  He was another Salvador special back in early January and never seemed to resonate with the village.  He was also said to be older so that, along with showing `significant’ lameness likely sealed his fate.  Seriously though, who gets on a horse to find out if it’s lame?  Wouldn’t most sane people figure that out first?  Wouldn’t an intake by a real vet include a cursory soundness exam?  Again, how was this horse rescued and what was his quality of life like since landing at HiCaliber?  RIP Clancy.  #sayhisname

Poor Mas. She almost made it out alive.  Her place was all secured at Prancing Pony Sanctuary and HiCaliber even had a post up begging for the hauling money.  What they didn’t tell people was that she was dead the same day by Manson’s hand. I wish I knew the reason why or what sense there is to make of any of this.  I know it wasn’t announced and kept very quiet for a few days.  It was only when somebody actually asked Prancing Pony that they admitted that Mas was dead and they were getting a replacement grey mare or something like that.  It’s hard to follow and especially so when Prancing Pony doesn’t seem to ever update HiCaliber horses they absorb into their program.  What we do know is that Mas came from Nacho and that Romney Faye had known about her for several months.  For whatever reason, she was not deemed worthy of `saving’ until it was too late for her.  RIP Mas.  #sayhername

Crackers has also recently been sent to the land of the blue tarps.  Again, I have no idea why.  She came with the usual convoluted back story about a poor old rancher that was about to get foreclosed on so he had nowhere to turn.  I forget whether the part of the rancher was played by Salvador or Nacho that week, but it was one of those guys and she came with a buddy they named `Salami’. For some reason the old rancher didn’t know the name of his own `beloved horses’ so it was up to Manson’s children to do the honors.  Crackers was cute and was seen on video following people around without a halter a few times.  Only a few weeks ago, they were bandaging some mysterious wound on her, but she was otherwise doing `great’ and people were even making adoption inquiries.  Now she’s dead.  RIP Crackers #sayhername

Probably not a huge surprise that Clarence was shot in the head recently.  He was in pretty bad shape and came through the regular flipper channels.  Once again the very people who mangled him were rewarded for his suffering with $200.  The difference is Clarence’s brand is really easily traceable with a direct connection to Salvador.

Clarence’s brand came from Rancho Caballero.  They are big into horse tripping and think bucking out weanlings is great sport.  The above pics are just a smattering of their social media activities.  They don’t try to hide what they do, they’re proud of it.  Do I think Clarence was a tripping horse?  No, they don’t brand those usually.  I think Clarence was sat on to trip quite a few and when they were done with him, they tossed him aside to suffer before HiCaliber created a market for their abuse.  These guys are friends of Salvador’s and participate in the same rodeos.  These people are the ones hurting these animals and HiCaliber and its village reward them for it.  Paying them finder’s fees is not helping the problem, it’s escalating it.  What true rescue or animal lover would ever protect people like this?  RIP Clarence.  #sayhisname


Blake is also another blue tarp victim in recent weeks.  As mentioned before, the other livestock being drug back to HiCaliber have a worse fatality rate than the equines and take up even less of the village idiots’ attention. Blake was brought in around the first of the month and said to have pneumonia.  We aren’t entirely sure if that was his deal as he was also leaking urine and we know that Dr. Talbot does not generally treat animals.  There has been a disturbing pattern of the 30% vet diagnosing these animals and giving them inappropriate treatments.  Mostly they do not survive.  They suffer too and as often as we can find out their fates, we’ll say their names too.  RIP Blake #sayhisname

Her name was Beatrice.  At least that’s what I’m told.  There was never a big announcement about it and her sad little life didn’t last long once she got into Manson’s clutches.  Such is the trend lately that horses are being brought in and euthanized before they barely get a name.  She was another flipper special and it is doubtful there was ever much intention of rehabbing her.  She obviously served somebody or many people well over the years and I find it sad her ending was staring at Manson in the face as she got blown away.  RIP Beatrice.  #sayhername


I have to admit this one disturbs me a bit more than usual.  Jackson Max was bought at auction back in July.  He was very thin and agitated in the intake video and Manson aged him somewhere around 10 years old if memory serves.  We didn’t hear a bunch about him before he popped up on their Greens and Ghouls event for $200 and sometime after that he either went to foster or training.  Again, I’m not entirely sure although he was brought back to the ranch recently and took up residence behind the `hard qt’ red tape in the barn.  As of this past weekend Jackson Max is dead.  The details on that are where it gets disturbing…


Tarp with a trail of congealed blood and manure after Jackson Max’s death

Jackson Max’s death upset quite a few people apparently.  Honesty, we don’t know which horse was the one that bled out by the tarps, but at least two died that day and he was one of them.  They usually go in twos so it could have been whoever else had to join him that weekend.  The amount of blood doesn’t exactly paint a picture of a `nearly no blood’ or peaceful death for me.  It certainly didn’t for the person that took the picture who was even more upset knowing who that blood probably belonged to.  Then we have the mention of deconning his stall and the picture of it (beside Legacy’s stall) with the red QT tape all over it.  Draw your own conclusions on that and remember the two foals are living in the same barn.  To make matters worse you have a volunteer that almost apologizes for being upset at the loss of this young horse.  I probably shouldn’t even feel sorry for this particular volunteer since she has been somewhat of a nuisance to this blog, but I get it.  She wants to believe in what she’s doing and now maybe, just maybe, this will be enough to wake her the fuck up or at least stop normalizing this type of behavior.  At the end of the day I just care about a young horse that by many accounts didn’t really need to die.  RIP Jackson Max #sayhisname

HC Death Clock countdown

Countdown clocks rather than names make more sense at HiCal these days…

I think that’s probably enough for one day.  We’re certainly not all caught up, not even on our deaths, but we’ve made a dent.  I actually thought taking a break, even if it was longer than planned, might calm the crazy down a bit.  If anything it’s escalated.  Manson seems to be completely losing her shit all over social media.  Some people on this side of the fence are joining her.  Auction is such a complete joke I’m still trying to figure out where to start with that post, but it’s coming very soon.  I also have a special treat post coming up soon too.  I was only gone a few days and there is a definite shift in the feel of things.  Of course, along with that comes the people wanting to force hands and play out their own agenda.  Human nature and all, and also not my problem.  I also know there are a lot of various threats getting thrown about in attempts to silence people.  I find that telling.  If all this is so wrong, if everything posted is just some personal agenda, then wouldn’t it be more productive and effective to bat it aside and dispute it with truth rather than attempt to threaten people into silence? Makes me wonder what exactly is being protected that we haven’t uncovered yet.  It certainly doesn’t motivate me to stop shining a light.  Thanks to everybody, especially our `moles’ ,  that continue to hang in there with us and fight the good fight.  There is light at the end of the tunnel and this time, it is not an oncoming train.  It’s not our job to defend the truth but only to set it free.  For that reason,  we stay the course.


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Wow, that last post is a tough one to follow as far as impact.  It kinda felt like a mic drop and that perhaps a ride off into the sunset would be appropriate.  Really, what more is there to say or prove after that?  Well, it turns out quite a bit.  Our moles have been extremely diligent and have really outdone themselves this past week.  In order to make sure that there won’t be more accounts like we just read, there is still work to do for all of us, so we soldier on.  I’m not here to change anybody’s mind, I’m here to pass along information and perhaps paint a clearer picture than HiCaliber shows its village.  I’ve got a lot of `painting’ to do today so probably best to get right to it.  Settle in folks, it’s another long one!  I don’t even know why I bother to say that any more….

Remember that Paint horse Manson dug up last week?  The one that was at Misner’s lot but Manson pretended was from some family who purchased as a kid’s horse but was way more crippled than they imagined?  The one that once he turned up at HiCaliber wasn’t so crippled at all?  Manson screwed up by showing him on Misner’s lot and even though she drove him to a different location for new pics, people had already seen him there in person.  At the time, I remember mentioning to some other advocates that there was pretty much zero chance that Manson drove all that way to just pick up one horse and that more would show up soon.  Turns out I was right​.  The other two she brought home the very same day magically showed up this week.  The first was the older bay that was `going to auction tomorrow’.  What the village idiots did not realize is he was already standing at HiCaliber along with the red dun stallion who was promptly marked for death.




The bay and the red dun stallion were on the trailer with the Paint.  If you recall, there was a skinny mare from up north that was supposed to be rescued with Wilkins but the village idiots weren’t motivated enough and that’s likely why the above two horses got to hang out at HiCaliber for a few days until their stories were told.  To recap, we first heard of Wilkins the Paint on January 24th.  The skinny mare from `up north’ never materialized but we’ll get to her later.  Manson and Wrinkles pick up Wilson on January 25th and introduce him after dark.  At this time, both the skinny bay and red dun stallion are also at HiCaliber.  On January 29th, we were introduced to this skinny bay gelding that belonged to somebody who didn’t speak English but miraculously managed to communicate over the phone that he was having financial problems and that the horse was thin with all his bones showing but was still very rideable.  He also, despite this huge language barrier, said he was afraid to show up at auction because of all the `slacktivists’. Slacktivist is Manson’s new favorite word even if she doesn’t use it in proper context.  That’s a lot of information from somebody that doesn’t speak English.  Manson did say that the picture of the horse (above) was over a month old, so we know the person that had him was responsible for his present lack of condition.  He only wanted $150.


Yup!  You guessed it!  The role of the poor guy with a language barrier who was so afraid to go to auction was being played by none other than Bubba Misner.  He’s not afraid to go to auction.  He’s just too lazy and probably has a pie hangover.  The skinny bay, now called Poseidon, showed up with a red dun stallion who still had sweat marks from a saddle on his back.  Manson just had to `save’ him too and said he was a relinquishment but they paid $150 for each as part of their `Find Us A Horse To Shoot’ incentive program.  The fact that she claimed these horses were relinquished is where things get shady even for Manson.


You know that things aren’t going to go well for a horse when Manson doesn’t bother to raise funds and this was the case with the red dun. Manson claimed he had `advanced Wobblers’ and had to be euthanized.  The problem is you can’t diagnose something like that in the field and Wobblers isn’t really an automatic death sentence without finding out what is causing it.  In the video Manson took, the horse does have some gait irregularities, but he certainly doesn’t appear to be `advanced wobblers’.  Near the end where he catches a sniff of a mare he’s stepping fairly lively and wringing his tail.  A neuro horse wouldn’t be able to do those things nor would he be able to short turn like they are making him do.  Maybe he has had some trauma to his back or neck recently and maybe he could be nursed through it.  We’ll never know because Manson won’t take the time.  She couldn’t even be bothered to get his papers and find out who he really was, saying it didn’t matter.  I’m told they eventually named him `Teddy Graham’ before shooting him in the face.  Manson said we shouldn’t feel bad because he’d be chopped up and donated to `science’.  RIP Teddy Graham. #sayhisname

Before we move on to some auction things, I want people to take a look at these pictures.  All of them were taken of Misner’s’ place from various angles.  Recognize the background and the shitty fencing because they feature heavily in many of the pictures used for mid-week cons.  These pics were from awhile ago and one of the things that several different people have let me know recently is that right Misner’s lot is currently overflowing with horses.  I know the saddle horse industry hasn’t experienced a boom, so perhaps he’s on his way to New Mexico or Texas with some loads soon.  Looking at the conditions on his lot it’s kinda easy to imagine why that bay horse lost weight in the time Misner had him and maybe even why Johnny Cade was in such rough shape.


Let’s talk about auction.  It was interesting to say the least.  Manson started out her day by lying her ass off and people were escorted off the property by police.  Didn’t happen.  Yes, the police were there and I’m sure they spoke to a few people for whatever reason but who they did not speak to was our stealth mole.  I’m not sure how `human safety’ plays into any of this.  It’s not like Manson has a soul to steal by taking her picture or anything and besides, our interest, as always is in the horses and the real stories behind them.


skinny mares

Let’s take a brief jump back to January 24th when Manson was begging for money to save this one skinny mare with a sad story.  Strangely, in the very poor photos she showed us, there appears to have been three different horses.  The lone horse in the first pic has one right hind white and appears to be emaciated.  Manson claimed that the horse on the left of the other pic already had a home and the other, the headless one, was the one that needed to be rescued.  Again, we were asked to suspend belief as she claimed that the two skinny horses were the same horse.  They clearly are not. We were also asked to believe that even though this person couldn’t afford to buy feed for his horses, he drove all the way down to Ontario from `up north’ only be turned around and then come back a week later to auction to meet with them again.   Also according to Manson, all these down on their luck people reach out to other rescues and nobody will help them but HiCaliber, yet no other rescues have ever heard about these horses until they show up on the HiCaliber Facebook page.  At any rate, Manson didn’t raise the cash she required to help this `one’ horse she claimed needed `urgent intervention’ so she said they’d deal with it later because there was also two other mares needing help.  Clear as mud?  Let’s go back to auction last week, a full six days later.



Manson starts things off with this post that had a video attached of a skinny red mare.  The mare wasn’t moving all that badly though.  It turns out that video was the wrong one so they did a fast edit and added a different red mare’s video. This mare really was fairly sore and just to drive her point home, Manson made her hobble around for the camera and so she could text a clip to a `vet’ to diagnose and to inspire her village idiots to dig deep.  The village idiots dutifully ignored the fact that there was another red mare waiting in the wings and set about raising money for the eyelash fund responsible rescue and purchase price.



Finally, the original skinny shows up.  The down on his luck guy from `up north’ found the funds to come to the parking lot to relinquish his mare that we were supposed to forget we saw a video of a few hours later.  Sadly, without the thrill of the chutes and all the drama that entails it was a hard sell to the village idiots and right about this time there was some paranoia flaring up because these horses came straight out of Salvador’s trailer.  Shocking, I know.  I still have no idea what the strategy was behind the order of posting these mares when they all came from the same person.  Pulling her video down and replacing it with another threw up far more red flags than had they just left it.  Even if she wasn’t that sore, we’re quite used to the 30% vet misdiagnosing things and not being able to pick out lameness to save her miserable life.  By quickly yanking down her video it was clear there was more to the story.

That’s right, just as we suspected over a week ago, that skinny mare and two others were standing at Salvador’s place the whole time. What I find disturbing is the truly emaciated one never did show up to auction that we know of so that doesn’t bode well for her.  We know at least two of the sorrel mares came from his trailer on Tuesday, Pyper and Char. We also know that Salvador got pissed at the clusterfuck going on in the parking lot and was cursing `This is bullshit’ before hopping in his truck and driving off which is when stealth mole #2 picked him up heading back towards Perris presumably to mangle some more horses for the HiCaliber grifting pipeline.  The second video was taken a few months ago when Romney Faye named Salvador (in the same trailer) right on camera as they unload some tripping horses. Most of them didn’t even make it back to HiCaliber before being shot in the head.

This is an older clip of Manson describing Salvador.  I just wanted to post it up to remind people of what she used to say about him before they become partners in grifting.

In between the sorrel mares, the village idiots were presented with this gray mare.  As usual, she had a sad story and was facing a terrible fate.  To top it all off, she was `cancer infested’.  Nothing creates exigency like some harmless melanomas.  I’m sure the rest of you are yawning and wondering `so what?’ by now.  This is where having experienced moles comes in.  This mare does have quite a history but it’s not exactly what Manson was telling people.  As is usually the case with Manson, there is often a very slight shred of truth to her lies and she builds from there.  So, let’s take another trip back in time. Thankfully, this mare not only has the Rancho Bonilla brand on her, but a broodmare number which makes her easier than most to track.

Three weeks ago, this mare was advertised on Craigslist along with two others and it was stated they `might’ be pregnant.  Her `83′ and Bonilla brand clearly visible in some of the pictures along with the melanomas on her head.  They said they wanted $2000 each which is kinda funny considering he only wanted $500 for her in September and lowered that to $300 last week.  She may have been with somebody else between September and last week because it’s not really like Nacho to take the time to roach a mane and he’s not known to have a stallion at all let alone one like was in the craigslist ad.  How do I know what he wanted back in September?  Read on!


Romney Faye and Nacho dealing horses at Ontario Auction, September 12,2017

This is Romney Faye and Nacho back on September 12th.  He is showing her the pictures of the grey mare then and, at the time, he wanted $500 for her.  He wasn’t willing to come down on the price because he said he would keep and breed her if he didn’t get what he was asking.  I’m not really up to speed on all things Andalusian, but apparently the Bonilla brand is a good thing.  I don’t think it’s a great thing for horses since these old grey mares with that brand seem to turn up at low-end auctions with some regularity.  Anyhow, obviously HiCaliber declined back in September.  If you recall, Manson hates Nacho and refers to him as `Nacho Motherf@#ker’ because he stands firm on his prices. I’m pretty sure she’ll dispute all this so I’ll throw another layer on things.  It turns out Nacho was offering this mare to more than just HiCaliber.  Despite what Manson and Romney Faye say, these flippers, Misner and Salvador included, will sell to whoever hands them the cash.

Unlike Romney Faye and Manson,  a mole did got to Nacho’s back in September to check things out.  As you can see, it is the same mare (check brands) and she was in much better condition back then.  The video (click on it to play)shows Nacho right there with the mare and our mole describing what she sees/  This was taken on the same day he was talking to Romney Faye above.  You can see same shirt, hat etc on Nacho.  I can already hear the bitching about why `we’ didn’t purchase this horse back then.  There’s a couple of reasons.  She wasn’t in bad shape at the time, but also the sad part of `investigating’ things is you sometimes have to hold out for the greater good as hard as that may be.  We can’t point fingers at HiCaliber for lining the pockets of these flippers and kill buyers and then do the same thing too.  There was nothing reportable with this mare in September and the mole has kept an eye out for her ever since.

Which brings us right back to last week and the same mare arrives at auction in Nacho’s trailer where she is promptly offloaded to HiCaliber.  Nacho vacates the scene before the Facebook post about her even goes up and gets rolling for fundraising.  I cannot say for sure this mare was in his possession the entire time between September and last week.  My instinct says probably not as the property in the Craigslist ad doesn’t appear to be Nacho’s place.  It appears she was sold or leased out to be a broodmare and likely didn’t catch.  This also makes Manson’s threat of her being bought up to dance or be a broodmare kinda ridiculous. Is there anybody out there that still thinks these deals aren’t made well before auction?

Because Manson will protect her revenue stream at all costs, she decided to load all the horses up, including yet another sorrel mare she claims they bought in the ring, and drive them to a local back road to unload yet again and beg for more money.  She blamed the haters for this and pleaded with the village idiots not to comment how much they are donating.  Manson also warned them to lock down their Facebook page because people are having their work called etc.  I think she was projecting because everything she described were things she has actually done to others including phoning people’s employers.  The only difference is that when she does it she says it’s just a joking around and friendly rivalry.  I’m not sure the people who have been targeted by Manson and her village idiots feel the same, but I’ll say right here and now, that if ANYBODY is doing shit like that, knock it off and grow up.


The cretins in the above video are also people who deal horses to HiCaliber and are seen off and on at Ontario Auction. While they aren’t as regular as Misners, Salvador and Nacho, we know from past events that they all start out sporadic and get bolder and bolder as time goes on.  We have an idea on who these guys are but need a few more things to fall into place.  There seems to be a trend of compassion pulls lately and if HiCaliber won’t step up and report the people who are hurting these animals, then the rest of us will, so we start with identifying them or confirming the known identities.


With the execution of Teddy Graham this week, it became clear that at least one other horse would join him under the blue tarp.  I can’t remember the last time Manson only shot one.  It seems like she likes to get the most bang for her buck with the body removal service as well. The reason Madge was killed was chronic laminitis as diagnosed by the 30% vet.  No memorial posts or good byes for Madge.  Just a walk to the killing field.  If she was lucky, she was the first to go and didn’t have to stand beside the chopped up body of Teddy Graham.  Although, she was probably hacked to pieces too since Manson seems to be really into that lately.  RIP Madge.  #sayhername

If you have any doubt about how Manson feels about shooting all these animals each week, please watch the above video. It begins with Robyn shooting a gun off camera and Engineer spooking.  Likely the same gun they use to execute all the other animals, but this day they were merely shooting it off to scare coyotes.  Still, I wonder if that’s the reaction the horses have when Manson is doing her weekly executions.  Then, we have Manson thinking it’s hilarious and, once again, making fun of how we like to remember their names and killing horses in general.  You know what they say about many a truth being spoken in jest…

Horses aren’t the only ones that are ending up under the blue tarp lately.  The mortality rate for the other livestock Manson has taken to dragging home is even worse.  Just in the last week Milkdud the calf, Grandma Goat and Kevin the cow have all died.  Kevin was killed by Manson from what I understand and while she blew Madge away without so much as a sniffle, Kevin was memorialized, complete with faux tears, on live feed.  Manson mentioned that Grandma Goat had died on her own, which is disturbing considering Manson practiced her 30% vet skills on her infected udder and diagnosed her with pneumonia.  I can only imagine how sick the poor animal was for her to just lay down and die.  I’m told Milkdud died essentially the same way.  RIP Milkdud, Kevin and Grandma.  We’ll say their names too.

Speaking of other livestock, this steer, Kipper, might be the next to find himself under the blue tarp.  Even though it was not that long ago that Manson was afraid of cows and admitted to knowing nothing about them, she is now subjecting them to her 30% veterinary procedures and diagnostics as well.  I find this extremely disturbing on several levels.  These animals suffer just as much as any other animal.  They hurt, they feel fear and discomfort too.  The very fact she is able to acquire them for pennies on the pound or free, kinda says to me that these animals are already very sick.  If there was any value in them whatsoever as meat or whatever else, she wouldn’t be getting them. So, she’s taking an already dying animal and torturing it basically and nobody cares because it’s just a cow or just a goat.

I found these quotes from Manson and Romney Faye to be quite interesting.  Just going to leave them here along with the video of Satan.  You know you’re a POS when even Satan thinks you’re shady…



I found this post from one of their private groups somewhat interesting.  We’re used to hearing about empty and filthy water tubs, so that part isn’t remarkable.  What I did kinda wonder about is the `hard QT’.  What is hard QT vs regular QT?  Does hard QT mean they take of their filthy Uggs?  Why do they have to put stakes and tape up to remind people when Manson has always claimed there is a quarantine area of the ranch?  Then, we have the pictures of Manson’s kiddo riding around on the recently arrived Wilkins.  He’s in the arena she turns out anything and everything lately and in the barn as well as in the grooming area.  We know this horse came off Misner’s lot less than two weeks ago and they have said themselves that he has Strangles on his lot.  Does quarantine only apply to horses she or her spawn don’t take an interest in? So many questions!




Lately Manson has been trying to sell us the `free euthanasia’ thing and claims that they pay an incentive to people to relinquish the horses.  That’s a creative way to say they are buying horses to kill, but even more disturbing, she continues to raise money for `diagnostics’.  In other words, these free horses are still costing the village idiots the same amount of money, but Manson has just reframed where the money is going.  The last three screen shots may be a more accurate depiction where a large part of the responsible rescue fee is going with the `compassion pulls’ . Ok, music lessons for the kid isn’t so far-fetched, but hiring an interior decorator to do your other kid’s room?  Manson doesn’t even own the house or all the furniture in it and she’s hiring interior designers?  We know this is true because the kid actually spilled it on a live feed not all that long ago.  This isn’t even mentioning the new tack that Santa brought them this year.  I think that’s fairly impressive considering Manson told us she only had $400 to spend on Christmas.  Way to stretch those dollars, Manson!  Clearly, being an unemployed single mother is far more lucrative than working a full time professional job.


I really don’t have much to say about this screen shot other than how funny I think it is.  Every single video or picture I see of Amanduh or Manson they are in ill-fitting tack with their stupid rope halters done up wrong.  Now they want to teach other people how to make sure their horses are as uncomfortable as possible and learn to hate being ridden?  Sign me up!

Perhaps Manson needs to sign up for some of those tack fitting classes for herself.  In return she can teach her patented `Starfish’ method of riding and, if you are truly advanced, she will teach you the Extreme Starfish/Chair Seat Combo.  That’s not something you see every day.  I’m in awe, but not in a good way.

After over 3 weeks of watching the poor little filly, Umbra, walking around with her crooked legs, Manson finally decided to look into doing something about her and took her into the clinic to be assessed. I don’t know why she waited so long as the chances of any surgery working are greatly reduced the older she gets, but better late than never maybe.  What was weird is the filly was checked into the clinic under Wrinkles’ name rather than HiCaliber. I’m not surprised they are trying to hide who is doing the diagnostics and surgery because that’s just what they do.  It appears to be SLREH though for anybody that wants to contribute directly to her care rather than put more money in Manson’s pocket.  It shouldn’t matter who has possession of this filly, if you feel motivated to help, then do so, just be smart about it.  She is no less worthy just because of who has possession of her. I wouldn’t hold my breath for updates on her though because Manson is not your bitch.


I stumbled across this quote the other day.  I wonder if this was ever true and if it was, if the old Manson would recognize the current version.  I think my favorite part is when she says `I am still a simpleton’.  I’m guessing just like her 30% veterinary terminology, she wasn’t quite clear what that word actually means and how to use it.  Just further proof that there is always the tiniest shred of truth in most of the lies she tells.


I think that’s probably enough information to digest for today.  I notice as things heat up that everybody is eager to `help’ bring this to an end.  Obviously, we are all free to do as we choose and there is more than one way to approach things.  I would just suggest that before people act, that they ask themselves what they are trying to accomplish.  As you can tell from what was provided today, some of the moles that contribute to this blog have been at this for a very long time.  It takes remarkable self-control and dedication to collect information and sit on it until it paints a larger picture and has a real impact.  We’re busy behind the scenes and only getting busier.  I will continue to share what I can and hope that everybody manages to keep their crazy tucked in for just a little bit longer.  It will be worth it, trust me!

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As promised, I have another guest post to share today.  I’m always so grateful to the people who step up to tell their personal experiences with HiCaliber.  By now most of you are aware of the bullying and intimidation tactics that are employed by the village idiots and Manson family in order to silence people.  Work places are called, business pages bombarded and, if you’re super lucky and live close enough, you might get something nasty left in your mailbox.  None of this changes the truth and with more and more people stepping forward, there is strength in numbers.  Still, each and every person that does decide to stand up and speak out does so knowing that retaliation is possible and their bravery is appreciated.  I hope that the readers will also be supportive of them.  In this post, you will hear the stories behind several horses that we have talked about on this blog before, not the least of which is the recently deceased Nala.  It is a detailed account of one foster/trainer’s experiences with HiCaliber fully backed up with extensive documentation and proof.  I can’t thank this foster enough for this accounting of her experience and her thoroughness in putting it all together for everybody.  If there are any questions about this post, she asks that they are put in the comments here rather than bombarding her social media.  This took a lot of her time and effort to pull this together for everybody and I can’t thank her enough.  I’ll be back with the auction breakdown on Friday so, for now, I’m going to turn things over to our guest poster…This one will break your hearts.


This is my experience with HiCaliber. Truthfully, for the majority of the time we spent working with them, the relationship was, if not perfect, at least respectful and functional – and I don’t want to take away from that. It was only during our last few months that things really started to turn sour and fall apart. I don’t want to hurt any of the good people doing good things, and I don’t want to demonize any of the good people doing questionable things, but I believe this story needs to be told.



In early April 2016, I sent HiCaliber an email, asking about fostering Joplin (purchased January 26, 2016). I was told that she had some unresolved hind end issues. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it), every horse I’ve owned came to me needing rehab of one kind or another, so this did not deter me. We offered to cover her board and farrier bills, contribute to her treatments and diagnostics, and foster her throughout her recovery and rehabilitation. We were told no.


Umpteen emails and a ranch visit later, we decided to foster Eyeball instead. When we met him at HiCaliber, his feet were very long and in dire need of attention (“shredded” is the only way I can describe them), but fortunately that had been rectified by the time he arrived at our barn (May 1, 2016). He was, however, a little underweight, a little banged up – he’s on the bottom of every totem pole – and in serious need of dental work, which came as a surprise. He also had some gait irregularities we were not permitted to have looked at by a vet, but: no massive red flags. We agreed to cover all his expenses other than farrier care (although we ended up paying for that as well as he needed some extra attention).


We knew pretty quickly that we were not going to be able to give him up, and decided to adopt him shortly after he arrived. The volunteer, who took us through the process, seemed genuinely happy for us and went above and beyond to get things squared away quickly. Eyeball is now Baloo and is a chubby, sassy little beefcake. This part of the story has a happy ending!

In June 2016, my barn got in touch with HiCaliber and agreed to take on a couple more foster horses for training. HiCaliber would pay board (discounted, $300 a month); training plus daily pasture turnout would be donated. On a visit to the ranch, three horses were presented as hunter/jumper prospects: two smallish stock-type mares (Jojo and Nala, both purchased February 9, 2016) and a very lame gelding with a bowed tendon (Quartz, purchased May 9, 2016).  For obvious reasons, we ruled out Quartz (and to be honest I find it a bit alarming that he was even suggested as an immediate jumping prospect). Jojo was a lovely mover and a great choice. There was some doubt as to whether they would be able to catch Nala, but managed it in the end. Other than her fearfulness, Nala seemed like a good choice as well.


I also remembered Nala from my previous ranch visit, as she had been living with Eyeball at the time. She was apparently the only horse who hadn’t picked on him – and she had already earned a spot in my heart for that.


On July 10,  2016, Jojo and Nala arrived at our barn.

When the mares were dropped off, it was mentioned that there had been some difficulty catching and loading Nala, which did not come as a surprise given her shyness back at the ranch. I would like to point out that this was over five months after she had been purchased by HiCaliber, and they were still having trouble catching her. (I know that time span may seem small compared to some of HiCaliber’s unluckier “behavioral” or “feral” horses, but at the time we found it very surprising.)


Jojo settled in quickly, but it quickly became apparent that loading issues were just the tip of the iceberg with Nala. She was nervous about being approached or handled from her right side, a bit head-shy, resistant to having her feet handled, and – as we found out the first day – her default reaction to any confusing or stressful situation was to rear.

Side note: Shortly before the girls arrived, we were informed that they had been living together since our ranch visit so that they could “bond.” I’m not sure I understand the thinking behind that but as a result, Nala was initially very herd bound as well.



One of my worst rides on Nala… so naturally there was someone there from HiCaliber to film it (above)! She was sweet and willing but clearly still very tense – although the backhoe laying and compacting asphalt around the arena probably didn’t help. (For those interested: search #hicalibernala on Instagram to see other early videos of her)”


It seemed likely that Nala’s fearful behavior was the product of past trauma or abuse, as she showed no signs of distress when not being handled, and was generally not a spooky horse. However, we did suspect that the issue might have been exacerbated by ulcers. We asked HiCaliber for medication, and they obliged, sending us a month’s worth of Wedgewood compounded omeprazole powder. This did not seem to fully resolve the problem, so I followed it up with a course of the Abler omeprazole granules. That did seem to improve her behavior somewhat.

Though she remained a little tense while working, Nala tried hard and made progress very quickly, especially once her ulcers were addressed. After rearing a handful of times on the ground and one time under saddle, the behavior disappeared, and never resurfaced again while she was with us – not once.


 She lost her head-shy-ness, and became very relaxed and polite in the crossties. She quickly became tolerant of us working her from the right side and handling her feet – though she was slightly less trusting of strangers. (Luis, HiCaliber’s trimmer, gave her a very small dose of sedation for her first trim with us, and none at all from then onward.)


She was sweet, affectionate, and friendly, with a silly little nicker (it sounded like a moped starting up). She got along with everyone.


Nala was green, and sensitive under saddle, but never offered to buck or bolt. She was always willing and always eager to please. She was soft – though sometimes a bit unsteady – in the bridle, and light off the leg: a forward but essentially simple ride. From her first crossrail she was honest and brave over fences, and took to jumping with a happy enthusiasm – perhaps because it was new to her, with no unpleasant associated memories.


I loved all our foster horses, but Nala was my special girl. I adored her, and considered adopting her myself, many times. However, aside from financial constraints, I felt that she deserved to be someone’s only horse, with the entirety of their attention focused on her… I already had three project horses, and I believed that someone else could provide her a better opportunity to really grow and shine.

After a couple of months, we started advertising the mares. I posted ads for both in multiple Facebook groups, as well as EquineNow, HorseClicks, DreamHorse, and Craigslist.


Jojo, who was a pretty mover, a pretty jumper, and a sensitive but safe ride, was snatched up quickly. Nala, despite her progress, was a much tougher sell. Her history of rearing, though short, was something we felt obliged to disclose to potential adopters before having them out to see her – and it was a dealbreaker for many of them. Last winter’s incessant rain, which limited her training rides as well as her adoption showings, did not help the situation. She had a few showings that went well enough, but nothing that stuck.

By mid-November 2016, Jojo was adopted. Michelle called me to discuss Nala – the first and last phone conversation I ever had with her. She understood exactly what I meant when I explained why Nala was a bit of a tough sell. She offered to write an adoption ad for the mare for the main HiCaliber Facebook page, and even suggested waiving her adoption fee, which I thought was a great idea. However, Nala’s fee remained at $1500, and her adoption ad was not posted on the main HiCaliber page until late July 2017.

In January 2017, we asked HiCaliber if we could have Nala’s teeth floated, and they agreed. We were surprised to be told by our vet that Nala’s tongue was swollen, likely the result of a food allergy. It certainly explained some of her head tossing under saddle and we were eager to make her more comfortable. Given the cost of an allergy panel, our vet suggested we try just taking her off of grass hay, which is apparently a fairly common allergy. She was eating a combination of alfalfa and Bermuda grass at that time, so we switched her to a diet of straight alfalfa to see if she would improve (which she did, somewhat). For those wondering, yes, we did try her for a period of time in a bitless bridle. It did not make much difference and the pressure on her face actually seemed to annoy her a little (though she was still a good girl and very rideable in it).


Shortly thereafter (March 2017), we received another, happier surprise: Nala was adopted. It seemed like a match made in heaven, and by all accounts, it was. We were all thrilled for her. Nala’s adopter was explicitly informed of her training history as well as possible and probable physical issues.


Also around this time, we started discussing options for our next foster horse(s) with HiCaliber. I made several suggestions, including #fuckheadfriday horses as well as the ever-controversial Saban. However, Michelle was interested in having Juliette, a young, semi-broke warmblood mare, transferred from her current foster to us. I also took the opportunity to ask again about Joplin. Michelle’s response was very encouraging.

However, communication on the subject of Joplin died down after these messages. A couple of weeks later we asked about Joplin again and were told something vague about her having deteriorated. I thought it was a little strange (and a lot sad) that a horse’s condition could remain static for over a year, and then in a matter of weeks go from a mild, presumably mechanical lameness (described as being so subtle “most people wouldn’t even notice it”) – to crippling pain. I was disappointed but didn’t question it any further.


We were sent Juliette instead. Aside from the minor surprise of her arriving with an enlarged, clouded eye – due to what we presumed to be glaucoma – things with her were mostly easy and uneventful. I attribute Juliette’s laid-back attitude to the work done by her previous foster, since we were informed by both the trimmer and a boarder who had known her back at the ranch about how aggressive and fearful she had been before. (You can read more of Juliette’s story at http://chardonneigh.wordpress.com)

A month later, we were also sent Bruzer, a young appendix gelding (we were evidently their second choice, I’m not sure why their first fell through). He ran through the pasture fence to get to a group of mares – twice – before we discovered he had only recently been gelded. Funnily enough, after that initial hiccup, Bruzer was our easiest horse yet. Despite being described as “nervous and spooky” and “on edge all of the time,” Bruzer turned out to be very laid-back, with a truly wonderful mind.  In fact, after his first few rides, he was brought along primarily by a 15 year old girl, and was marketed as a junior/amateur prospect. I believe he is now a school horse.

Side note: Bruzer also arrived with his teeth in horrible shape and we did have some difficulty keeping weight on him.


At some point, out of curiosity, I went to look at Joplin’s profile on the HiCaliber website, wondering whether they had updated it to reflect the change in her condition. However, Joplin’s profile was gone… and it dawned on me what had happened. Perhaps naively, I was shocked that they could euthanize a horse, especially a long-term resident who had been offered a home, without saying a word about it. I’m still not sure what happened. (HiCaliber had an outbreak of strangles around this time, and there were rumors of Joplin showing symptoms, but I have no hard evidence that it had anything to do with her death.)

A month after Nala was adopted, an unfortunate change in the adopter’s training situation – coupled with two rearing “relapse” moments – necessitated Nala’s return. Although we still had Juliette and Bruzer, HiCaliber allowed Nala to be returned straight to us rather than go back to the ranch, which we appreciated. (Luckily, Juliette was adopted shortly thereafter.)

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Knowing Nala would be an even tougher sell now that she had the additional black mark of being an adoption return, we redoubled our efforts to address any physical causes for her tension under saddle. We asked for another course of ulcer medication and HiCaliber obliged, though this time with just a two week supply. The omeprazole powder was expired by the time we received it (April 28, 2017), which I doubt is dangerous but I would imagine could certainly compromise its efficacy.


Unfortunately I could not afford to treat her again myself as one of my own horses had just had a health crisis, which had included a weeklong stay at San Luis Rey. I also asked for something to treat the symptoms of her food allergy. I figured if we could reduce the swelling, even just temporarily, it would allow us to ascertain how much of an effect the allergy was having on her (and consequently how hard we should push for further investigation).

HiCaliber sent us a tub of cyproheptadine (also possibly expired, though most of the original information on the labels had been scribbled out). I was not familiar with the medication but was happy to give it a shot.

On the evening of May 5, 2017, I gave Nala her first dose of cyproheptadine. By the next morning she was colicking.Though she remained hungry and in good spirits, the impaction had not passed by the next day. Dr. Chandler advised a hospital stay, but we were told by HiCaliber that Nala was “not a candidate for hospitalization.” Instead, they came to pick Nala up – along with the IV fluids the vet left with me – and took her back to the ranch. Luckily, she started pooping on the trailer and seemed to be over the worst of the impaction by the time she reached the ranch. After receiving the remainder of her fluids (as well as rectal exams by Michelle, apparently), she was returned to us a couple of days later (May 9, 2017).


Our initial thought was that someone had accidentally given her a flake of Bermuda and she had a severe reaction to it, but it was a weak hypothesis given that she had been eating Bermuda from July to February with no ill effects whatsoever, other than a swollen tongue.


The day after she was brought back from HiCaliber (May 10, 2017), we were sent an adoption application for her and asked to schedule a showing for that weekend. Reluctantly, we agreed. Hoping we could at least get her tongue swelling down a little before the showing, I gave her cyproheptadine again that evening. The next morning, she was found colicking again – and I kicked myself for not making the connection the first time. We requested that the vet come out to see her again, but HiCaliber declined and opted to come pick her up again instead.

It turns out that colic is a possible side effect of cyproheptadine. For me, that is enough reason to never go near it again.

Once she recovered, we started advertising Nala for adoption again, as well as Bruzer. Bruzer’s fee was not disclosed to us, and, frustratingly, Nala’s fee remained at $1500. Around this time, they also stopped sending us complete adoption applications. Instead, we just got the first page, containing contact information. This meant that we could schedule adoption showings, but would not have any information on the potential adopter ahead of time, or how suitable a given horse would be for them. In Bruzer’s case, we had no input on his adoption decision, and were not notified when he was adopted. We continued marketing Nala and furthering her training as best we could.


In early July 2017, I made the mistake of speaking up about Saban, the young gelding with infectious arthritis in his TMJ.  I had begun to lose faith in HiCaliber when Joplin was (presumably) euthanized, and I asked relentlessly about Saban once I knew he had been returned by Andrew Fice. I did not want him to be forgotten about, too. I offered to foster him through his recovery if he received his surgery. I also publicly questioned HiCaliber for the first time, not understanding their reluctance (as I perceived it) to work things out with the woman offering to contribute to Saban’s treatment. Though polite, I do wonder if the exchanges I had with Michelle (and other team members) hastened the deterioration of our relationship with HiCaliber – a decline that I believe began with Nala’s colic episodes.

It seems dissent is not well-tolerated within the HiCaliber ranks.


In late July 2017, an ad for Nala was finally posted on the main HiCaliber page – not phrased exactly as we had suggested, but a positive thing nonetheless – and her adoption fee was finally reduced, to $750. Bruzer’s ad was also posted. Around this time, HiCaliber started making noises about bringing the horses back to the ranch. This was not hugely concerning for saintly, simple, highly adoptable Bruzer, but a little worrying for Nala, given the things we had learned – and the things we had guessed at – in recent months.

Luckily, Bruzer was adopted almost immediately after his ad was posted. Once again, Nala proved to be a tougher sell. Our farrier, who knew and liked the mare, was willing to take her, but unwilling to pay an adoption fee. Nala did have several other showings, one in particular that seemed very promising.

However, the potential adopter was turned off by Nala’s uninvestigated food allergy, and, on a related note, the fact that she was still a little unsteady in the bridle. Not wanting Nala to miss out on what seemed like a perfect home, we needed a Hail Mary. Though I really could not afford it, I started treating her with ranitidine twice a day, and omeprazole granules once a day. We kept her in from pasture (I hand-walked her in the evenings instead), in case maybe she was eating something out there that was making her tongue swell. We free-fed her alfalfa, and I bought her a pricey Myler bit (forward tilted port, tongue and palate relief) that I planned to pass on to whoever ended up adopting her.

After about 3 weeks of this, we got word that the horses were going to be picked up. At this point, we were in contact with several potential adopters, all of whom we begged to come see her before she left, or to ask HiCaliber that she stayed with us a little longer. We took new video of her – she was going FANTASTICALLY – so both HiCaliber and potential adopters could see that she had improved.


It didn’t help – in mid-August, the horses left. I tried frantically to get in touch with someone about continuing Nala’s ranitidine treatment…. It was not well-received. (Pro tip: if you really want to give someone a sucker punch to the gut, tell them a horse they trained and loved and worried about for over a year is no longer their concern. I still feel sick just looking at these.)

One of the potential adopters interested in Nala offered to cover hauling costs and board if she was returned to us (so that she could meet and try the horse in a familiar environment, with people who knew her). HiCaliber refused, and also revealed the reason they were giving people as to why the mare was pulled from foster. Potential adopters were apparently being told that we had not been marketing her to the public – which was just breathtakingly unfair and untrue. I tried to get in touch with HiCaliber about this lie, via multiple emails as well as Facebook messages, but got no response.


Side note: the Eyeball emails referenced above. I tried and failed to get information on him for the better part of a year.

Heartbroken but powerless, we hoped against hope that she would be adopted during the “Show & Go” event, to someone who would understand what she was, and give her a chance.

I tried to check in with HiCaliber from time to time but didn’t get much information, although I did learn that she was adopted at the end of September. A couple of weeks later, I posted in the fosters/adoptions Facebook group, asking if the adopter had been added. My question was deleted. When I messaged the main page about it, I was told the adopter had declined to be added to the adopters’ group.

Less than a month after she was adopted, I received word that Nala had been returned. I was devastated for her sake, and more worried about her than ever. Then, when I learned what the adopter had been told about Nala – i.e. nothing – and what she and the mare had been through, I went from worried to absolutely fucking livid.

This is where I abandon any effort to write without emotion, because ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Aside from the other massive misrepresentations, note the nonsensical diet specifications indicating Nala had an intolerance to alfalfa, not grass hay. Clearly, they knew there was *something* notable about her diet – they just couldn’t be bothered to take 30 seconds and look up what it was (or, God forbid, ask us), and make sure she was well taken care of.


If you take only one thing from my story, let it be this: “no known training issues.” I’m sure there will be an elaborate selection of reasons and justifications for this omission, even though a cursory search of emails, Facebook messages, or, you know, HER PREVIOUS ADOPTION CONTRACT, would have yielded some pretty important information. (Perhaps there was some kind of massive server failure, or she was re-evaluated at the ranch and found to be totally beginner safe and issue-free! Maybe all the HiCaliber team members we ever talked to about Nala developed simultaneous cases of retrograde amnesia!) Whatever excuse is concocted, I find it hard to believe that any reasonable person could find this acceptable.


Because this is NOT acceptable. Though we never considered Nala dangerous, nor did any of us ever feel unsafe around her, she clearly had some ugly things in her past. It was always a possibility that those old fearful behaviors could resurface – particularly if she was treated as if she were a “made” horse, with zero baggage. She was never a difficult ride, but she did have a history… and a sensitive, intelligent horse like Nala tends to carry that with them a bit longer than a year.


By not disclosing Nala’s history, HiCaliber set Nala up to fail. They put the safety of the adopter – a FIRST TIME HORSE OWNER – as well as the safety of the horse at risk. This poor mare was bounced to another home and back again, and added a second adoption return to her record (although I suppose if they aren’t disclosing returns to potential adopters then that’s a moot point).

We were never contacted for advice or help, and in fact, it seems like HiCaliber made a conscious effort to keep us from communicating with the adopter.

On top of all of this, when they were questioned on this failed adoption, they attempted to shift the blame by saying that we (her fosters) never reported any rearing or other training issues. I have a million and one examples to prove that this is complete and utter bullshit, but really all you need to do is simply refer back to her previous adoption contract – the “Adoption Agreement Amendment,” in particular.


Now even more afraid for Nala (and with even less faith in HiCaliber), I frantically tried to find a home for her. I also started asking around to see if anyone (besides me) would contribute towards her fee. Our barn farrier, who knew and liked Nala, was interested in taking her, but not interested in paying much in the way of an adoption fee. We also knew he wouldn’t be thrilled about jumping through very many of HiCaliber’s hoops. They would not disclose Nala’s adoption fee to me, although I was eventually able to find out what her second adopter had paid.

I also asked about adopting Nala myself. I figured even if our farrier fell through (which, turns out, he did), I could get Nala back to where she had been when she left us, and find a forever home for her, on *her* time. However, without any further inquiry or exchange of information, I was denied – and told, mind-bogglingly, that I was “not a good match” for her.

You know what? I agree with parts of this. Two returns IS too much for one horse. So perhaps they could have made a better effort – or any effort at all, really – to set her second adopter up for success. Perhaps they could have been honest with her, if not from the get-go, then at least when confronted. Or maybe they could have offered the guidance of people who knew the horse.


And “she’s a special mare”? Really? As if that would be news to me after training her for over a year, or as if anyone there knew the first thing about her?! I want to believe this wasn’t meant to come off as petty and patronizing as it did, but I’m not really in the mood to give anyone the benefit of the doubt these days.


Privately, I continued fundraising for Nala’s adoption fee, and brainstorming for possible homes. During that time, there were several euthanasias that threw me for a loop. The most notable of these was Aviana: a healthy horse (other than her compromised vision), euthanized for behavior, while still listed on the website as adopted. When the decision to put her down was questioned, I saw several challenges for people to “step up to help.” So I did. I knew they would probably never let me near Nala, I was still furious about how they had handled her adoption, and did not agree with many of their recent decisions. However, if I could help even one difficult, misunderstood or sensitive horse – like Aviana, like Nala – get out of HiCaliber and into the right forever home, then I would certainly put aside my own experiences and emotions to do so.


I sent an email to several HiCaliber addresses, offering assistance. I offered myself up as crash test dummy, willing to test ride and school horses, and maybe evaluate them for hunter/jumper potential. I offered to come take conformation photos and videos, check saddle fit (to the extent that I know how), and generally help put together adoption ads. I could come out on a regular basis, perhaps once a week for a few horses, or once a month for many. I was ignored by the powers that be, despite many, many follow-up emails and Facebook messages – and despite the fact that multiple posts requesting help went up during that silence.

At the end of November, I was notified that Nala had started showing strangles symptoms, and rumors of another outbreak at HiCaliber began to circulate. I became even more scared for Nala – and even more desperate to get her out. Once I had all $750 pulled together for her adoption fee, I started approaching various trainers who I knew had worked with HiCaliber in the past, trainers who I thought were well-suited to working with a horse like Nala. I offered to cover her adoption fee for them if they were interested in taking her, working with her, and/or eventually rehoming her.



Turns out HiCaliber had decided to hold onto Nala, and had apparently started telling prospective adopters that we (her fosters) had “blown out her mouth.” I’m sorry, but what. The actual. Fuck?! There was NOTHING wrong with that mare other than the shitty things that were done to her by asshole abusers before she got to HiCaliber, and the shitty decisions that were made for her by asshole rescuers after she left us and went back there. I have NO idea what happened to her at HiCaliber or where that particular nugget of bullshit came from, but Nala was nothing but soft, with fantastic brakes. Anyone who ever sat on the mare (well, anyone with two functional brain cells to rub together) can attest to that.



Let’s evaluate this timeline, shall we?

Nala was pulled from foster in mid-August, whereupon she very definitely WAS advertised for adoption as she was part of the “Show & Go” event. She was then adopted out at the end of September – over a month after arriving back at the ranch. And, because this bears repeating: adopted out to a FIRST TIME HORSE OWNER, and described as having NO TRAINING ISSUES. A reasonable person might deduce that HiCaliber considered the mare safe for an amateur, given that she was shown and adopted to an amateur. Either that, or they knowingly misrepresented the horse.


In early November, Nala was shown to a 13-year-old girl (who had also tried the mare while she was with us). So, again, a reasonable person might infer that HiCaliber considered the mare soft enough and safe enough for a child – even after being returned.


At the beginning of December, we had reports that Nala had been showing strangles symptoms.

By mid-December, HiCaliber evidently considered Nala to somehow be too much horse for a professional – a professional who has proven more than capable of addressing the problem herself, and has offered to do so. And rather than taking responsibility for it – for ANY of it – they opted to blame us.


I’m honestly not sure what to make of this mess. My gut says Nala did have strangles, and HiCaliber was hesitant to let her be adopted while still symptomatic after the unholy shitstorm they created at Del Mar. Or perhaps it was pride, and an unwillingness to let someone succeed at rehoming her where they had failed. I honest-to-God don’t know, as I can’t fathom the logic. The one thing I do know is that nothing is EVER their fault.


And now, the last part of Nala’s story – and one of the worst days of my life.


On the evening of December 28, I got a message from a friend – several friends, actually – telling me to go look at the HiCaliber Facebook page. After reportedly being on and off her feed for nearly a week, Nala appeared to be colicking. I can’t accurately describe how I felt when I saw what was happening to my girl – so I won’t try. All I can say is thank God for the people who thought I deserved a heads up about it, since HiCaliber clearly didn’t.


I commented and messaged the page, begging them to give her more time. I didn’t yet know she was beyond saving.

In response, I got two messages, both (bizarrely) regarding my earlier requests to volunteer.

The first was from Romney, with whom I have had literally zero interaction. I’m not sure what the intent was there but I’m inclined to believe she was sincerely confused.


The last was from Michelle, and it was a lie. I have no idea what the purpose of the lie was, other than perhaps to mock me.


The next morning, a post went up on the HiCaliber Facebook page, announcing that Nala had been euthanized. Evidently Michelle had the time and motivation to send me a meaningless piece of bullshit, but not to let me know in private that the horse I loved was dead.

She also apparently thought it was appropriate to announce Nala’s death using a picture I had taken, despite never making contact with me about it and despite the fact that they had been actively trashing our training.


I cannot comprehend this level of callousness. And why? Because I’d had the unmitigated gall to speak up for a young horse in trouble? Because I’d sent one too many messages about the mare I loved, or taken “a tone”? Because it’s easier to deflect and invent an imaginary villain than take responsibility for your own mistakes and misdeeds?

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My sweet girl was gone. She died sick and in pain – I hope there was at least one face there that she knew.

I couldn’t save her. I couldn’t even say goodbye, or tell her how much she was loved. She was seven years old.


One last thing before I go: I need to correct some things that were misrepresented about Nala’s death. I tried to do so on the post announcing it, but was immediately dog-piled by presumably well-meaning but utterly vicious HiCaliber supporters.

  1. The implication that Nala’s internal abscess was a tumor. The language used to describe the abscess was taken almost verbatim from the vet’s assessment – except for the phrase “likely a tumor that abscessed.”  That was an addition by Michelle, designed, I can only assume, to discourage people from making a connection between the abscess and the rumors of a strangles outbreak – and of Nala, specifically, being afflicted.


This redirection is significant because strangles – not cancer – is the most common cause of mesenteric abscess.



As a brief aside, I would like to refer back to a filly named Praline, who died under very similar circumstances in early 2017…. Around the time of the last confirmed strangles outbreak.

Conversely, pneumonia/pleuropneumonia (remember Clare?) and mesenteric abscess are two of the most common complications of strangles.

  1. The assertion that Nala had a “long history of ulcers/colic/GI issues.” In my opinion, this was another attempt at redirection: if the condition that killed Nala had existed for months or years, it was less likely to be associated with the recent speculation about her being sick. However, their explanation may not hold water.


We had Nala for a little over 13 months, and in that time she colicked only twice, both times within hours of being given a medication associated with colic (as described above). Other than the two occasions on which she received cyproheptadine, she was as robust and regular as clockwork. You can make up your own minds, but in my opinion, that does not a “long history of colic” make.


As for her ulcers, I’m inclined to think they were not indicative of any underlying condition other than being a horse, and the fact that she came to us from a stressful environment with irregular and/or infrequent feedings. I would like to add that she was not the only HiCaliber horse that came to us showing ulcer symptoms. She was just the one who seemed most in need of a healing jump-start, given her existing anxiety and fearfulness. In fact, our only foster horse who arrived in excellent flesh and with no ulcer symptoms was Juliette – who came from a previous foster, not the HiCaliber ranch.

Regardless, I’m not sure how an abscess (or tumor) on her colon could contribute to ulcers in her stomach, except perhaps if they decreased her appetite and discouraged her from eating.


This assertion also begs the question: why was she adopted out as a horse with “no known health issues”? Either she had a long history of GI trouble and what was told to her adopter was a lie, or she had no health issues and what was said regarding her death was a lie. They cannot both be true.


I don’t know for sure that Nala had strangles, and I don’t know how long she’d had that abscess. I don’t know if she could have been saved.


But my gut says if different decisions had been made for her, she would at least have stood a chance.

Some of you may have mourned her, perhaps because HiCaliber told you to. Some of you may even have given her a passing thought the next day, or the day after that. And to those of you who sincerely loved her, sincerely grieved, I am truly grateful.

As for me? I will carry her with me for the rest of my life. I will carry the weight of who she was, what could have been, and how I let her down.


To those of you who will defend HiCaliber no matter what, even in the face of overwhelming evidence: this story is not for you. I don’t expect to convince you.


To those supporters who are just barely beginning to have doubts, who are ever so slightly uncomfortable with the things happening at HiCaliber: please, I implore you… look closer. There is plenty of good there, but plenty of darkness, too – and I fear it may be overtaking the good.


To the people who helped me, who tried to help Nala, and those volunteers who gave her a little extra love in her final weeks: you know who you are. Thank you, so much.


For Nala: I’ll leave this here, a bit like flowers.


I love you. I miss you. I’m so, so sorry.

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We have certainly had ourselves a week, haven’t we?  How is everybody doing?  I apologize I’m late getting this post out.  I had to process and marinate WTF I saw on Tuesday and I’m not even talking about the parking lot showdown.  We’ll get to that in a little bit though.  First I want to clean up some Johnny Cade details and then hopefully we can let the little horse finally rest in peace.  Having said that, the usual applies… there are lots of video clips on this post, so click them if you’re on a mobile device and, settle in for a long one.



I think all these pictures are pretty self-explanatory.  I’m not sure why Johnny dying meant that nobody could feed themselves or their fridges became magically empty, but `it is what it is’.  I’ve noticed Manson begging for food quite a bit recently.

I recall them exclaiming how much Johnny Cade peed when they took him out of the sling.  Wonder why that might be…These pictures sum up this little horse’s sad last days.  What we’re going to talk about next, well, I’ll let you decide for yourselves.



I don’t know what to say.  Manson brags about an 85k/month budget and she can’t write a check for $1600 if it even was that much?  How can an operation HiCaliber’s size not have a credit line or some cash reserves?  Are they teetering on the brink of not being able to feed these horses at all times?  I know the explanation will be some long-winded shit about liquid cash, but the bottom line is she can’t write a check for what should be a minimal amount to an organization as large as hers.  The other thing is not all their donations went through Facebook so she should be able to access that right away.  Even if Facebook is holding the money for a few weeks, they get so much sent every day, it should be coming in regularly now.  Now they’ve started a Venmo account so they have yet another way to get your money.  Yikes!


Even in death, Johnny Cade continues to be exploited. I know there has been a lot of debate about whether this is really his foot print or not.  It wouldn’t surprise me if it wasn’t, but upon looking at the Peaceful Paws website it probably is his.  They just don’t do very nice paw and hoof prints and with Johnny never having any foot care at HiCaliber, his hoof print wouldn’t be `clean’.  I’d think for $40 I’d rather have a nice picture of him than a piss poor,low quality replica of whatever this is, but I’m not a village idiot so who knows the thought process there.  Johnny Cade appeared to be an Appy so hopefully this is the end of harvesting and exploiting him for cash so there isn’t much mane or tail.  No word on where the cremains actually are.  I’m sure they have a maudlin little live feed planned for that.  RIP Johnny Cade.



I guess we should probably talk about auction at some point and now is as good a time as any.  It was glorious and I want to give a major shout out to Robin J from HiCaliber Horror Story for her composure and stepping up and taking action. The Manson Family always accuse their detractors of being keyboard warriors and invite us to come out and `do something’, but they didn’t seem too happy to be taken at their word.   I’m sure most of you saw the hilarious live feed of Romney losing her shit and Manson running away and hiding.  So much awesome.  I’m going to try to break it down a bit so we can try to make some sense of things.  Let’s start with the ever charming proprietor of Ontario Livestock Auction, Horacio Santorsola.  He’s a real peach with absolutely zero respect for animals and apparently even less for women.  You can read all about him at this link.  It’s probably not a huge surprise that he’s Team HiCaliber.

Isn’t he charming?  What a gentleman!  My favorite bit is Manson sneaking away at the start.  Typical bully that runs and hides when she gets confronted, leaving shrieking Rom to dig that hole deeper.  Let’s back up though…

I just gotta say it….what a piece of shit Romney Faye is.  WTH?  Screeching that she’s being assaulted after she’s been in somebody’s face.  Really?  My favorite part though is the thinly veiled threat that she’s not afraid of Robin because she used to date a bouncer.  Yes folks, in Romney Faye’s world the ability to kick ass is sexually transmitted.  I wonder if the bouncer kicked her to the curb like her fiancée did.  Can you imagine dealing with that in the morning?  I think this is what some people used to call a fishwife.

This was what the start of the incident looked at from the other side of things.  Romney Faye was NOT happy to be caught strategizing.  So, at this point we had Romney screeching about being assaulted, Robin J being ganged up on and Manson scuttling off to hide.  The village idiots were angry at the mean Horror Girl and advocates didn’t know whether to laugh or bang our heads against the desk at how immature and ridiculous Romney Faye was.  It’s almost like we weren’t even watching the same confrontation.  It seemed pretty clear to me that Romney stepped into Robin while Manson ran away.  It’s too bad there wasn’t a third-party there to film them both at the same time so we could sort all this out.  Oh wait…

There is actual footage of this but it’s in a much longer video.  I’ll put it up on YouTube when I get around to getting somebody to clip it for me.  Suffice to say that there was more than one advocate at Ontario and this one was completely under the radar.  Some of us operate best in stealth mode, what can I say?  Romney Faye was the aggressor in the confrontation.

Now we have Cristina Pagan making actual threats to advocates.  Funny the police didn’t arrest anybody but I’m sure they will be interested to know that HiCaliber is making threats in advance of  next week. I actually feel sorry for anybody that shows up at auction that they don’t recognize.  Even if they have no clue about HiCaliber, they’ll be branded a hater and harassed and bullied.  Maybe we’ll have another tour around local parking lots to run the cons like we did a few months ago so the haters can’t see.  The one thing we do know for sure is that the truth won’t be told by HiCaliber.


The horse tied to the trailer while all this drama was going down was a 2012 OTTB mare named `I Love You Galle’.  She was a home-bred that only raced one time in a 40k claimer.  She beat only two horses that day and never raced again.  It would appear from the tag around her neck she was a broodmare or recip of some sort she may have even been in foal.  Obviously, she did not land softly after her brief racing career.  She was mangled and clearly in a lot of pain.  She appeared  to have a ruptured tendon and her foot was sloughing off. Of course, don’t take my word for that because I don’t even play vet on the internet.  Lucky for everybody we had the 30% vet there to give us all her expert diagnosis of what was wrong with this mare.

Before Manson got down to telling the village idiots what was up, we caught this little convo between her and Romney Faye while Horacio was bullying Robin J.  If you recall, there was mention that AC had been called in so Romney Faye tells Manson to `get this horse medicated’ and then says to get her out of there or something.  In other words, let’s protect the abuser that was standing right there too.  We’ll get to him soon.

You heard it here first, folks!  Cellulitis is an overgrowth of fat cells according to Dr. Manson and proud flesh is a `similar issue’.  I don’t even know how to address this level of ignorance.  The majority of my readers probably know that cellulitis has no relation to the cottage cheese ass Manson sports, but rather a bacterial infection and inflammation under the skin in the connective tissues. It can technically happen anywhere on the body but most often it will be in the hind legs. Proud flesh has nothing to do with cellulitis as it is granulated tissue that grows out over a healing wound.  It is almost always confined to the lower limbs and has nothing to do with infection.  FYI Manson, any time you see have a word with `itis’ at the end, that means inflammation aka tendonitis is inflammation of a tendon, bronchitis is inflammation of the bronchial tube lining, etc. This isn’t even something only vets know.  This is high school biology.  Please stop spreading your ignorance to the masses.  You just lost 10 vet Google vet points for this.

I apologize for jumping around in time.  It’s hard to keep this all ordered and broken down for people in a way that makes sense as some of this stuff was out of range of HiCaliber cameras.  This is Romney Faye climbing all over Nacho’s trailer to photograph Galle before she was unloaded and dramatically introduced to the village idiots.  You gotta get those posts up and create the narrative to get those village idiots to dig deep before going live and that takes some preparation.  This is the part of auction they don’t show people.  Here’s another part you don’t get to see on live feeds either…

In this sequence you can see the arrival of Galle to auction in Nacho’s trailer.  Romney Faye is there to deal with him and watch her unload.  She nearly fell backing out of the trailer as she couldn’t put weight on her injured leg.  No poor family with no means to euthanize a horse, no old people needing help, just Nacho again with yet another mangled horse that he’s making money off of just like every other week.  I guess he’s softening up on his price because Manson sure doesn’t seem to mind Nacho these days and it’s been weeks since she referred to him as Nacho MoFo on live feeds.

So, after the drama with Galle, Manson walks up with this dancing stallion with a wrecked foot.  She hit the daily double with two horse that tugged at the heart-strings enough to get the money raised and neither one stood a chance of surviving much more than a day once she got her hooks into them.  That’s over $1000 in her pocket and all she spent was a bullet and a few flakes of hay.   You’ll notice how Romney acts all surprised about his foot and Manson goes on one of her rants about the poor family not being able to afford euthanasia and how they are offering this service.  It all sounds so rescue-y!  Let’s rewind…

This was from before Manson showed up with this horse. As you can see, this is not some poor family that can’t afford to euthanize this horse, this is one of their regulars that likely mangled this horse.  That’s not a birth defect he had or at least not to that degree.  Perhaps Romney Faye should take some of that responsible rescue money this horse will never use and buy some acting lessons for herself.  This is yet another regular horse abuser with connections to Salvador.

When you listen to the above clip, please turn the sound up.  The person with the camera (not me) narrates what is going on in the parking lot along with time stamping things as she describes the sequence of events.  It’s heartbreaking how long that poor mare stood there on three legs while HiCaliber checked paypal and venmo to make sure they raised enough cash to make it worth their while to help her.  Romney Faye and the village idiots screech that RobinJ wasn’t there to buy a horse, but the fact is these horses are not available to anybody but HiCaliber.  By showing up to document and call authorities, Robin J did more to save horse than HiCaliber has all year.


Between the screen shot and the video clip, I think it explains so much about the HiCaliber auction experience.  I think the screen shot may be older but still interesting.  I knew that they brought donuts to the front office each week, but this is a new one for me that they may be paying for access at Ontario.  It does make sense though  just like it makes sense on the video clip  that Romney admits to being shitballed half the time on Xanax and apparently Fireball.  It alos dawned on me that she appears to drive herself to and from auction.  What an asshole.


Since Horacio wants to be a dick and bully women and condone abuse and exploitation of animals, I thought it was time to take a closer look at his little auction of horrors.  I have long been aware the he’s got a history of violations and investigations into his business but didn’t take the time to really dig.  Manson will tell you that’s in the past and he has a good staff now.  What she doesn’t tell you or show you is more often than not, on her way to cry over a calf or goat, she’s stepping over other dead ones thrown aside like so much trash right there in the chutes.  No tears for them because she can’t show them on camera.  Then it turns out that Horacio likely doesn’t own the land the market is on.  Further digging is needed but it appears to be owned by Maclin Markets.  Maybe Horacio is operating under that banner but so far, nobody has been able to dig up a business permit for him or Ontario Livestock Auction at that address.  That’s not to say there isn’t one, but it’s going to require a closer look.  I’d like to thank Romney Faye for inspiring people to take a closer look.  There is all kinds or information about the atrocities at Ontario in the Exposing Ontario Livestock Market group on Facebook along with a petition that is signing.

I’m sure it comes as no surprise that Galle and Jag were both shot in the face.  Likely neither ever saw the real vet as Manson threw out her customary `bone change and joint infection’ diagnosis for Galle and the dancing stallion aka Jag, was labelled as having a birth defect despite her posting his dancing video. She then claimed the person she bought him off only had him a few days and didn’t realize he had no foot, but at auction wasn’t he somebody that got in over his head and needed help?  How did he get the videos of him dancing if he knew nothing about him?  So many questions!  The saddest part was Manson making Jag walk down a hill while he struggled and poor Galle was having to walk to the killing field even though she could hardly put her bad foot down.  Manson claimed it was because she couldn’t shoot her in front of the other horses. No tears or mourning period for Jag and Galle’s suffering.  They barely got a few `poor babies’ from the village idiots.  No foot prints in the gift shop either, although I won’t be surprised if Jag’s glorious tail wasn’t harvested.  While Johnny Cade was cremated and honored, Galle was chopped up and her organs and limbs harvested for `science’.  She died with her recip tag still on.  Jag died with his charro chain on his nose.  Helluva life they had. RIP Galle and Jag.  #saytheirnames


From the rest of you, I want to know what was different from slaughter for these two horses.  They were hauled for several hours while in pain.  Ontario auction is at least 2 hours away from HiCaliber and that’s not when Manson is stopping to fill her face, gas up and whatever else she feels like doing.  They get unloaded in the dark in a crowded, filthy and unfamiliar place and are promptly shot in the face within a day or two.  The only difference is a bullet vs a captive bolt.  As far as the horse is concerned there is no difference . They have been saved from nothing.  Then you have Manson whining that she’s missing her time with her children.  This was only after she decided to exploit her daughter on live feed and blame the haters for the kid seeing bad stuff about mommy on the internet.  Manson forgot to mention the kid has had an instagram for over a year and is given free rein to watch whatever she wants on YouTube.  Here’s an idea…STOP GOING TO AUCTION and stop being such a dick on social media.  Put your children first.  I don’t even know why they go through the motions of going to auction at all when they buy from the same flippers every single week and rarely even bother with horses in the ring anymore.  They bought only one from the ring this week. A bay stallion they promptly gelded without even giving him a chance to settle.  Don’t worry though.  He’s already off the village idiot radar along with Magnum, Penelope and pretty much any othe recent acquisition.  The poor crooked legged filly doesn’t even have a name yet as far as we’ve seen.



Because the weekly con quota had not been filled at auction and Bubba Misner was MIA on Tuesday, Manson ran a mid-week con.  I’m not the only one that immediately recognized the fact that the `camp gelding’ was standing on Misner’s lot when she first posted about him.  The skinny mare’s pictures were deliberately vague but Salvador isn’t far from Misner and his place looks similar.  What we know for sure is that Bubba is playing the role of `man who purchased old camp horse for his child only to find out it is crippled and can’t afford the euthanasia and removal costs’ this week.  For starters, Bubba has thankfully not reproduced and he’s also not short of cash thanks to Manson and her village idiots.

Because Manson saw that everybody had twigged to where the gelding was, she decided to drive him to another property in Perris to photograph him again.  Salvador and Fice both live in Paris btw.  Unfortunately for Manson I had already gotten a message that somebody had seen that horse at Misner’s.  Naturally the village idiots rallied and bought Manson another horse to eventually shoot.  The skinny mare gets to suffer without feed for a while yet because they didn’t dig deep enough so no free euth services for her!  She can suffer for a few more days apparently.  Manson didn’t even drop off a bale or two of hay to get her through until she goes back for her, which we all know she will. She will likely show up with a different back story though.  This one did not seem to motivate the village idiots enough.

These are pictures of the conditions at HiCaliber right now.  Overcrowded, filthy and the shit mountain continues to grow.  I know I’m mostly preaching to the choir here but this is NOT rescue and this is not ok.  This is no life for any animal.  Most of these horses do not get out of these small pens nor are they handled very often.  By several reports, there are many sick horses right now and just tonight, Manson is standing in the barn tie area with a horse she has just drug home from Misner’s lot.  It was only a few weeks ago she said right on live feed he had strangles on his lot.  They obviously have to keep bringing in these horses so they can get the responsible rescue fee to pay their bills but it’s out of control. They are not rehabbing and placing these horses.  They are warehousing them.

Before I wrap all this up, I want to remind people part of why we do what we do.  These are just two of Salvador’s buddies and yes, they’re tripping horses.  This is what HiCaliber is protecting.  Those horses at the end of the rope are the horses that are showing up in these parking lots broken beyond repair and being further exploited for money by HiCaliber.  They do nothing to stop this or blow the whistle because Manson claims you’ll never stop them all.  You won’t stop everybody from driving drunk, but we still have laws and enforcement.  How can anybody that professes to be a rescue protect this?  How can anybody that loves animals turn a blind eye?


I think it’s safe to say things seem to be escalating.  I don’t know what that means for Hicaliber and the village idiots other than Manson appears to be attempting to sell this `free euthanasia’ angle to them and they haven’t yet realized that they still have to raise money for her free euths.  I guess she’s still trying to make the whole `angel of death’ thing happen.  Meanwhile things behind the scenes are extremely busy.  I can’t always tip my hand in public, but rest assured that all this is going somewhere and the wheels have started to turn.  This means to keep doing what you’ve been doing because it is working.  As unlikable as the personalities involved seem to be, it’s really not about them.  There are plenty of people in the horse industry I don’t care for but as long as they are taking care of their animals and treating them with respect, it’s all good to me.  That’s not happening here and this isn’t a game or a little light entertainment.  Manson constantly rants that none of us do anything for the horses.  Anybody can buy a horse from a flipper like she does.   We’re looking to actually rescue a whole bunch of present and future inmates and stop them from being exploited.  That’s rescue and making a positive change.  The next times she spins one of her tales about somebody trying to feed their family or people in over their head, remember the one in over their head is her and remember where the money comes from.  Until next time…..#matahari

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Hey Manson!  How did it feel to watch Johnny Cade take his last breath?  Did you get a little moist or did your trigger finger ache?  Did you tingle at the prospect of all the sympathy donations?  Did you make up a cute little song about saying his name and putting an `x’ on his forehead?  What was going through your mind in the hours between his actual death and the time you gathered your team around his body for your ghoulish little live feed where you blame the haters for your own negligence and actions?  I noticed how you had taken the time to put clean shavings over top the filthy ones just for the camera.  You should have taken the time to move the fork.  Do you know what else I noticed?  I noticed how you waited for the audience to build before you turned the tears on.  I also noticed how, after a while, you forgot to be sad and just went full on Manson as you attempted to foist the blame everywhere else and drag everybody down with you.  Guess what?  It’s not working anymore.  You’ve finally achieved true transparency because we, the advocates, can see right through you.  Now, as far as the rest of this post goes, you can GTFO because it’s for real horse people, which does not include you or your village idiots.




When you leave evidence of throwing clean shavings on top of dirty ones…

As the rest of you probably know by now, Johnny Cade’s suffering ended on Thursday night.  He passed away shortly after 6:30pm and a few hours later most of the residents of HiCaliber, dogs and children included, gathered around his corpse for yet another marathon live feed hosted by Manson.  This gave them time to scrub the website of the more incriminating videos of Johnny’s last days and stage the death scene so it looked like he laid down softly in a deep bed of fresh shavings.  They’d like the village idiots to think his death was quick and painless.  I’m not sure how indoctrinated into that cult you need to be in order believe that.  From what I saw,  his death took two weeks with endless poking, prodding and 30% vetting while he was exploited and kept alive for maximum sympathy and financial gain.  Hardly quick and painless.  Let’s jump back a bit and remember this sad, short life as it played out on live feeds and social media.


Romney Faye was the one that first introduced us to Johnny Cade.  She had gone to Misner’s lot to get Amanduh a dog and, of course, he just so happened to have some horses that needed saving, one which was Johnny Cade.  We never got the real story on how long Misner had him since Romney Faye and Manson couldn’t get their stories straight.  If you notice in the above video, Romney Faye refers to him as `this thing’, `it’, and `that’ like he was nothing more than an object to be used and discarded.  There was certainly no initial anger or outrage at his condition or even at Misner who seems to have a number of sick and skinny horses coming off his squalid feed lot lately.


As you are all aware, Johnny Cade and the little donkey got to stand around in Manson’s trailer all day long while she wheeled and dealed with Salvador in the empty parking lot of Ontario Auction.  This was the same day she bought Mucho Chrome along with the two other horses that were tied to the fence as well as Sylvia and Watson.  She promptly shot the last two in the face.  All the while, Johnny Cade was standing in the trailer without food or water on a hot day next to the little donkey who was literally gasping for breath.  At some point the donkey died and Johnny Cade went down.  This prompted a short trip back to Bubba’s so that he could haul Johnny Cade back to HiCaliber for them.  Johnny Cade was said to go down during that ride as well.  With hindsight being 20/20 this was probably the crossroads that sealed Johnny Cade’s fate. As you can see from the above map, it would have been no further to drop him off at SLREH for proper care and treatment since he was already down in the trailer.  Obviously they didn’t do that and, if I had to guess, it was likely because they either thought he wasn’t going to make it or didn’t have the foresight to realize he was going to be a breakout star and fundraising juggernaut for them.

I don’t think there is any need to rehash the fact that Manson seems incapable of following a strict re-feed protocol.  She got away with that with Sully and Firetyme, but it was not to be for Johnny Cade.  If I had to pinpoint when things went really pear-shaped for Johnny Cade it was about a week ago when he went down in his stall and Manson, in her infinite wisdom, decided to drag him outside on a tarp.  To accomplish this she admittedly sedated him multiple times and then stood around and wondered why he wouldn’t get up, eventually having  an `oh fuck’ moment as night fell and he started to go hypothermic from a combination of the drugs and dropping temps.  This necessitated a call to San Diego Humane Society Large Animal Rescue to hoist him up and get him back in the barn.  It was also at this point that Romney Faye decided to drive the few hours to the ranch and bring her expertise to the situation.  Romney Faye knows nothing about horses, but she is an expert at turning a situation into a clusterfuck of epic proportions designed to simultaneously tug at your heart-strings and confuse you enough to keep you giving til it hurts.  She’s also not one to pass up a prime selfie opportunity and to remind us all that she lost her son last year.  Yeah, I went there.

As you can see, Romney Faye was a HUGE asset as far as keeping watch over Johnny Cade.  I’m not sure what being sound asleep and tucked in outside his stall was supposed to accomplish, but at least it was less damaging to the horse than when she was shoving food into his mouth when he was flat-out and struggling.  Even if she had been awake, the way she freaked out each time he struggled didn’t leave me confident she’d have been any help at all had he gone down on her watch.  What was she going to do?  Call Manson to lumber down from her house so she could stand and watch too?  From watching them stand on the wrong side of  him while he down, hover over his head while he appeared to be seizing and disoriented, and their only action was to yank on his halter, he’d probably have been better off if they’d all have just left him alone for some quiet time for a few hours.  From everything I saw they were stressing him out worse. At any rate, Romney Faye filled her quota of selfies so she hopped on her broom and returned to her regular life of feeling sorry for herself and pretending she doesn’t read the hater pages.


Somewhere during this mess, an offer came from Rhiannon.  If you recall, Rhiannon used to volunteer with HiCaliber once upon a time.  Her personal experiences can be read on this past guest post.  It seemed that she was willing to set her personal issues aside and offer up significant help for Johnny Cade and her only condition was that he was under the care of a real 100% vet rather than handing over the money for Manson to play vet.  That seems entirely reasonable to me.  Apparently it was offensive to Manson and the village idiots.  Manson rejected the offer and proceeded to whine about the `conditions’ it came with and then say it was just a ploy to get her vet records. Even if that was  the case, what was the problem?  If Manson had nothing to hide there shouldn’t have been one.  Just another example of her ego coming before the welfare of an animal.  If she truly cared about that horse she would have been willing to shake hands with the devil himself to get him help.





Once again, Manson decided to do her own thing with the refeeding protocol.  I’ve used Red Cell on a healthy horses in training, but I question the value in this case and it was far too early in the game to be adding that to Johnny Cade’s diet.  She gave a lot of lip service to him not drinking as much as she’d like as some sort of justification to the near constant fluids she was hanging on him.  What was sad about that was she was playing around with a dosing syringe on her live feed the other night calling it `old school’ and figuring she would use it for `lavages’.  Clearly she has no clue that they are used all the time in show and race barns to rinse mouths out and administer electrolytes.  Something, she should have been doing for Johnny Cade to keep him in the water bucket.  Although, the well water at HiCaliber is usually so putrid it’s no wonder he was reluctant to drink much, in which case you put some apple cider vinegar in it to kill the rancid smell and taste.  These are basic things she should know if she’s going to be in charge of 200 horses, let alone take in medically frail ones.

Signs and symptoms of refeeding syndrome were all there right before their eyes.  They made several comments about his `tantrums’ and being food aggressive.  His updates videos showed him getting progressively weaker in the hind end, with the one above showing the diarrhea he had developed along with him being short of breath.  His `thrashing’ appeared to be seizure activity to many people that were watching. Everybody except the Manson Family that is.  Any suggestion made that maybe it was time to bring in a real vet was met with Manson ranting about the six to eight vets she had `consulting’ on him.  Daring to suggest that maybe Johnny Cade had been through enough was met with open hostility.  `He’s still fighting’ was the excuse.   Well, I’ve witnessed horses snap their legs off and guess what?  They get up and fight to live because that is their basic survival instinct kicking in and they have no way of knowing that there won’t be a good outcome.  That’s our job and Manson failed this horse due to her own ego and this desire to `win’ and prove the haters wrong.  Trust me, us `haters’ were all pulling for that horse too, but it was becoming increasingly apparent he was suffering.  I’d have loved to have been wrong about that.


I’m pretty sure he wasn’t `saved’ given the outcome and HiCaliber were the only people that didn’t see this coming.


Manson spawn using his body as a sofa and playing on her phone


Which brings us back to Johnny’s sad ending on Thursday evening and the histrionics over the death of this horse.  The village idiots were also given permission to grieve this horse in particular even though over 100 have died, mostly by the hand of Manson, in the last 12 months without a mention let alone a tear.  I’m sure nobody will be surprised to hear that Johnny’s death was not Manson’s fault.  She blamed the haters and basically threw everybody she could think of under the bus.  It seems that Manson got cut off  from running blood at SLREH and if she had the blood Johnny wouldn’t have died.  I’m not really following that line of logic considering that the little horse was symptomatic of refeeding syndrome for the past several days and it didn’t register with her.  Even with that aside, if she wanted blood run at odd hours there was one way to make sure that got done which was to get a real 100% vet out to pull it and examine the horse.  Instead, she alone, chose to stand on live feed boasting about her `wife rights’ with the vets at SLREH and say that their vets and intern were part of the treatment team consulting on Johnny Cade.  Even if she was cut off and had to use the regular lab for her results, she alone was to blame for not having them ready to go by the pick up time, nobody else.



Speaking of vets and haters, this is a statement from Dr. Moss as well as his response to an email.  He requested that this made public since people were wondering if he was one of the consulting vets.  I think it’s important to remember that Manson is messing with these vets’ careers when she insinuates that they are treating horses they have never seen and that theay are supplying her with meds she shouldn’t have without prescriptions.  They absolutely have a right to know she is implicating them in her own practice of medicine without a license but they don’t deserve to have the crazy busted out on them either.  They are trying to make a living and support their families through helping animals and they seem to be victims in this as well, so let’s show them a little respect until they show otherwise.



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Another feature of Manson’s little blame game was throwing other rescues under the bus.  They hypocrisy was jaw dropping.  She whined about another rescue taking one of their horses and changing his name. She found that offensive because it meant her village idiots couldn’t follow him or something and they had rescued him with their hard-earned money so they deserved that because they care so hard.  I’m not sure why they couldn’t ask after that horse unless it was because Manson doesn’t like her village idiots to support other rescues unless she endorses them.  What about all the horses she refused to give updates on?  How long did Firetyme waste away in his stall with Manson running her little `social experiment’ power play and not giving out any updates on him?  Has anybody had any updates on most of the Louisiana horses?  Tiga?  Legacy?  Bunny?  Nadine? etc. Did she ever care enough to order the DNA kits to ID them and if so, why didn’t she pass that information on?  Don’t show too much interest because Manson will show you that she’s not your bitch.


Manson was also pretty pissed that other service providers and rescues aren’t giving her shout outs and don’t want her broadcasting their name around. Once again, rather than maybe be happy they are coming and taking great care of the animals in her charge, she’s tripping over her own ego and firing them for not putting their business at risk and openly endorsing them.  Who does that?  At this point she should be happy they are willing to still work with her and they aren’t joining the ever growing number of people that are backing away from the trainwreck she’s engineering.

As you can see over the course of an hour Manson went from wanting to quit and crying for the camera to laughing and joking with her child. The kid sat on Johnny’s dead body  playing on her phone and showed off her foul mouth just like mommy’s. This was all in under two hours with a pit stop at hostile in between.  A person could get whiplash trying to keep up with the mood swings on this live feed, but I guess that’s to be expected when there’s money on the table and a village to emotionally manipulate.


Then for maximum drama, they decided that Johnny Cade needed to be cremated.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against cremation.  I’ve had it done too and yes, it’s expensive.  Where I have trouble with the Johnny Cade situation is why so much drama over him when others were shot in the head and tossed in the landfill without so much as a tear.  It was only a few months ago that Manson shot 5 horses in one day and then went out for a celebratory dinner at The Macaroni Grill with Skeletor and Amanduh.  She showed absolutely zero remorse over those 5 and one of them was the perfectly healthy Aviana.  Why were their lives worth so much less to her and the village?  Johnny Cade was no more or less special than the nearly 200 other horses standing on that feed lot just because his suffering played out on live feed.  Why wasn’t there this level of hysteria for Clint when he was drug out on a tarp to die in the drive way last year?  How about Boyer suffering for days with colic while the 30% vet thought he just needed to pee?  How long was Praline down before she was drug into the clinic a muddied mess with a twisted gut?  Mirage was worthy of a group photo with her corpse, but they were ok with her going to landfill.  It goes on and on and none of those horses were mourned or put up on a cross because Manson didn’t give the village the ok to mourn them.   The only difference that I can see is that their deaths weren’t money makers so no need to drag out the mourning.


I gotta admit this last post made me feel sick.  Why do a bunch of strangers want this horse’s hoofprint?  Do they realize Manson is the monster that cut off another horse’s limbs and put them in the freezer?  I saw one villager say she was going to pay for Manson’s hoof print.  Nobody bothered to tell her that Manson’s hoofprint is included in the cost of cremation, but I’m sure the $50 will buy her a lot of Chick Fil A.  I’m sure they are regretting that Johnny Cade was an Appaloosa and didn’t have much mane or tail to harvest.  I’m surprised they didn’t chop his hooves off to use as ashtrays.


I think we have all come to know that Manson is never going to accept blame for anything.  Everything is always somebody else’s fault.  Even though that’s immature and narcissistic, it’s Manson being Manson.  What I don’t get is that in all the finger-pointing she did the other night, the ones she never blamed or expressed anger towards was the one she got the horse from and the people that did this to him.  Haters didn’t starve this horse or neglect him.  Misner probably didn’t starve him either, but he also was part of the chain of abuse by making money off him.  Manson made at least $5000 off Johnny’s suffering too.  All down the line and even in death, people exploited this horse’s suffering and nobody will ever answer for it because Manson protects the people that do this.  Think about that the next time she’s crying over this horse or any other.  Then, go and hug your own and send up a prayer, good vibe or whatever you believe, to Johnny Cade and thank him. His death won’t be in vain for reasons Manson has yet to discover.  RIP Johnny Cade #sayhisname


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Hola people!  I hope you’ve all got a little time on your hands because we have a LOT to deal with today.  I apologize in advance if this gets a bit disjointed.  With the amount of fuckery and asshattery going on it’s hard to string it all together and make it flow.  I also need remind people that this post is clip heavy so in order to make sense out of a lot of what is being discussed, click the pics if you’re on a mobile device.  As if their mega lies weren’t brazen enough last week, HiCaliber has actually upped the ante and lied harder this week and I’m not even talking just about the Johnny Cade saga.  Let’s just say my patience has been tried and found wanting.  Lordy!  That being said, let’s get this party started!


At this point, it’s not really productive for me to bother writing up all their general fuckery from week to week.  Y’all have eleventy billion Facebook pages and groups to discuss all that stuff ad nauseam, so I don’t feel the need to rehash it here unless I have something to add to the festivities or maybe a different take on things.  So today, I figure we’ll kick things off with a cautionary tale of what happens when a 30% vet gets in well over her big fat head and allows that to play out on live feed.  Yup, the same live feed everybody can see, but because I’m a glutton for punishment along with the people that contribute behind the scenes, we took the time to pull out the pertinent clips so the rest of you don’t have to have the life sucked out of you listening to endless hours of blather and lies.  No need to thank me, just hugging your animals and supporting legitimate rescue is thanks enough.



As far as I can tell, this drama with Johnny Cade began sometime on Saturday when he went down in his stall and couldn’t get up.  In the first of many poor choices, Manson decided to drag the poor little guy on a tarp out into the parking lot.  She did this with Clint and Casey too  and we all know how that ended up for them.  I guess it’s easier to pick their bodies up that way if they die, except Johnny Cade didn’t cooperate.  This meant he was laying on cold ground as it got darker and colder so the Humane Society Large Animal rescue had to come in and hoist the horse up so they could get him back to the barn.  I’m not sure it dawned on Manson that all the sedation she admitted to giving him wasn’t overly conducive to him standing on his own and just might have had something to do with him having trouble regulating his body temp.  At any rate the horse made it back to the barn for the night.

In the above video, it’s pretty clear Manson hadn’t had time to google anything much yet as she looks to the rafters for answers and blames the weather for Johnny going down.  Yeah, I scratched my head at that too.   At least she was wearing her stethoscope which gave her an automatic 1% vet boost.



So, the following day, the 14th, Johnny Cade went down again and Romney Faye decided that it would be a good idea to force feed him alfalfa.  I guess the fact that he has refeeding syndrome and it appears he’s going into some sort of system failure hadn’t registered with them.  I’m not sure it has even now.  Common sense seemed to be missing too because you don’t have to know a bunch about animals to realize you don’t feed a downed horse like that.  For a horse that’s supposed to be on a refeeding protocol, they never stopped shoving food in his face until it was time to go get his meds ready at which point they all shuffled into the med room to dink around and show everybody how common they really are.

Make no mistake, despite the crocodile tears for the camera, Manson’s pupils are lit up with dollar signs over this drama.  In fact the coven of Manson, Wrinkles and Romney Faye seem certain their village is so brainwashed they could get a trip to Hawaii out of it and they weren’t joking about that. I’m not sure why they need airfare when corn brooms are so much cheaper.

If you can get past Manson’s wretched singing voice in the top clip, you’ll hear that she thinks it’s just hilarious that some of us are upset about the number of horses she shoots in the face and erases off this planet and our efforts to remember their names.  She’s even made up a little song about it.  In fact, it’s so hilarious that Manson and Wrinkles have their own little joke about putting an X on each other’s foreheads and naming horses after each other which they demonstrate in the second clip.  Anybody that has been following this shit show for any length of time will know what that means.  It boggles my mind that village idiots continue to think that shooting horses in the face is anything but enjoyable for these creatures.


Can somebody please explain to me why these assholes feel the need to take selfies around down horses?  I get it they are begging for money and Manson, now that her supply from Moss is cut off, never misses an opportunity to beg for med supplies lately, but WTF?  This horse is trying to die in front of them and they’re all grinning like idiots and taking selfies.  I bet Manson is positively moist at the very thought of being able to shoot another horse.  The one question I have is that if this horse is, in fact, under the care of a real 100% vet, wouldn’t they have the ringers?  Why would Manson have to source her own and if the vets were all really out, what makes her think she’s going to get her hands on them before real vets? Things that make you go `hmmm’.



The following day, Johnny Cade went down yet again and this time they decided to have a party while Manson pretended to be upset for the camera.  Random volunteers and regulars swarmed Johnny Cade while he was suspended from the bucket of the tractor.  The crowd included the returned animal abuser herself, Taylor.  I’m thinking she was there to kick him when nobody was looking or maybe throw some salt on the ever-increasing abrasions on his poor body.   Amanduh’s new puppy seems to be always around so there was no shortage of vulnerable creatures for her to hurt.  Manson could barely keep her sad face on as Amanduh dry humped and then flashed everybody behind her.  As you can tell by the clip above, the reason for Johnny Cade going down this time was `fluid’.



So, as of this writing, Johnny Cade struggles on.  His only known live and in person visit with a real vet was the above clip from January  5th and as you can see, Manson pretty much tells the vet what SHE is doing and he appears to take direction from her. No wonder she likes him so much.  Manson has claimed there are between four and six vets `consulting’ on Johnny Cade but past events have shown us that Manson considers text messages to be consults.  Still, she has named Dr. Potenza aka Manson’s BFF Korin, Dr. Huggons and `Shane’ (who I’m assuming is their intern Shane Stafford aka not a 100% vet) of SLREH as also being involved. She did kinda admit that none of them had actually made it out to the ranch as of yet.  I’m not really sure what to make of vets so willing to have it broadcast that they are diagnosing and consulting via text message if this is true.  For whatever reason, Manson seems to think it’s a huge deal to have `wife rights’ with the vets.  In her world it’s a big deal to be able to make an after hours phone call or have their numbers.  In most horse people’s world that’s expected.


I know it irks Manson and the village idiots, but the fact is that many people that read and comment on this blog are horse people, myself included.  We’ve been there, done that with a lot of this stuff and, like it or not, we do know better in most cases.  For instance, we know that horses are prey animals and having a bunch of strangers swarming and hovering over Johnny Cade while he’s down is likely very stressful to this little horse.  They like to project human emotions onto him when it’s convenient for them, but he doesn’t know they care or are trying to save them.  He knows he’s down, can’t get up and these creatures he doesn’t really know are over top of him.  His base instinct is to struggle and try to get up.  Then you have the non stop partying and blaring lights on with this horse.  Let him rest and keep him quiet.  Let him lay down and prop him up for a few hours.  Instead they make him stay on his feet when he doesn’t have the energy to only because it’s more convenient for them.  Then you have Manson doing her level best to crash his system by constantly sedating him and giving him Banamine even though he’s showing signs of renal failure.   Watching this play out has been painful.  I think everybody wants to see this little horse to pull through after fighting so hard, but if he does it will be despite The Manson family and not because of them.



Forgive me as I jump back and forth but I felt like we should maybe cover the clusterfuck that was auction this week while it was still somewhat fresh in my mind.  It was dramatic, to say the least, starting off by some unfortunate person who had the audacity to show up at auction and make Manson more paranoid than usual.  In an astonishing display of hypocrisy and assholery, the Village Idiots proceeded to troll Facebook and basically blame anybody they considered to be a hater that happened to have blonde hair and put their profiles on blast.  No word on what this mystery woman did that was so offensive to Manson’s delicate sensibilities but it was enough to cause her to heave her bulk up on the proverbial cross and play the `poor me’ card for the rest of the day complete with fake tears and emotional eating.  Good times!



At about 10:45 this white trailer showed up with two horses.  A grey mare and a black mare that was saddled.  There weren’t many horses in the chutes, but they hadn’t got to those yet.  This white trailer has become a regular supplier for HiCaliber lately.  Not long after this went down in the parking lot the posts about the two mares started with the gray mare’s details being `fluid’.



As you can see the story on this mare changed a few times over the day.  The reason it changed is that they got busted in yet another lie since MANY people watched this same mare go through the ring at Mike’s last weekend for $110.  Because of this mare,  I was absolutely delighted to find out that my own gigantor warmblood is likely charro trained if Manson is to believed.  Apparently, that’s what pawing the air means.  I wonder if that means that Zenyatta was charro trained too?  I’m sure VA on the Zenyatta forums is all over that!





This little droopy faced Arab stud was another parking lot purchase courtesy of Nacho.  Even though Manson had him tied to her own trailer, she’s careless with where she points the camera and Nacho’s trailer was clearly visible right beside hers.  If you recall, Manson does not like Nacho because he asks too much money according to her, so he’s taken over Salvador’s former position as the `worst of the worst’.  Nacho was the one who brought Magnum to them and if their own post is to believed, has been trying to sell this Arabian for `months’ but the horse wasn’t worthy of their attention until he got skinny and cheaper.  Here’s an example of them once again not putting a horse first.  Unfortunately for the stallion, he is out of the frying pan and into the fire as he is now property of HiCaliber.


Salvador’s truck and trailer


This brings us to the Salvador portion of auction.  If you watch no other clip, please watch the one above because it clearly illustrates their lies and how cozy they are with this asshole.  The first part is Romney Faye on the phone with Salvador and she very helpfully tells us it was Sunday evening when she took the call.  She also tells us it was the same guy that brought them Braveheart last week and we have pictures of Braveheart in Salvador’s trailer.  Note how familiar and friendly Romney Faye is with him on the phone. (Do not get me started again on her shoving feed into that poor horse’s mouth) It’s almost like she was talking to a friend rather than a notorious flipper’ as they have called him in the past.  ​Then we fade into auction with Manson saying how they use a `middleman’ so they don’t know where the horses come from but just provide the incentive for people to find these horses.  That’s not exactly true, but if it was, it’s almost worse than what they are currently doing which is absolutely NOTHING to stop this suffering and abuse or bringing the people that do this to animals to justice.  Any questions?



Shocking!  Look whose truck and trailer just so happened to be there loading out at the very same time as HiCaliber!  That would be pie enthusiast, Bubba Misner aka Voldy Jr., who lives right around the corner from the auction and really has no reason to be the last man out when he’s not hauling for HiCaliber.  I guess hauling for HiCaliber and the village idiots are keeping him in pies these days along with his regular animal exploitation activities.



Back before Christmas, I posted a guest post from the owners of the 4 Appaloosas that had been relinquished along with a large amount of supporting funds to HiCaliber only to be nearly killed either due to their negligence and 30% vetting.  We’ve talked about these horses a few times but the last post is straight from the owner and pretty much sums up everything.  You can refresh your memory here.  At the time, we did not have pictures of their condition upon returning from their stint at HiCaliber.  These pics have been recovered and were sent to me last week.  This is the three surviving Appaloosas after the family got them back from HiCaliber.  If you recall, Manson has denied their condition all along and has gone so far to attack some members of the family she felt were responsible for sending the guest post in.  Manson has recently mentioned how close Breezy, the former stallion, came to dying on their watch but takes no ownership of that even though she was 100% responsible for his condition due to her playing vet and lying about it.  Again, you can read about it in the linked guest post.  The good news is the horses are recovering and happy to be back `home’ with their family.  It has cost the family a lot in vet bills, feed and equipment.  HiCaliber did not return all the panels, tack and equipment they took when they intitially took on the horses and no part of the 10k was ever returned or accounted for as far as I know.

Before we get into the next part of this post, it’s probably useful watch the above clip.  Manson rattles off her usual spiel about how they don’t euth for age or space but they will kill a horse that is unadoptable.  Her voice is monotone during the whole thing.  Just like Romney Faye’s auction speeches, it’s like they don’t even hear what they’re saying anymore.  I also can’t reconcile how Manson will allow some horses to suffer well beyond when it’s appropriate and then has no issue or remorse about shooting a perfectly healthy one in the face because it looked at her funny.  It’s like nobody under her spell is capable of enough independent thought to call her out on her own contradictions.  Anyhow…



The one thing all this drama is good for is throwing up a smoke screen so people don’t know that the Manson killing spree has continued unabated.  As a result we have some more names to say the first of which is Horton.  Horton was purchased on December 28th along with Dano, Madge, and Mr. Handsome.  Madge is the only one left living of that group.  I’m not sure that Manson ever came right out and said why Horton had to get shot in the face, because she didn’t even bother doing an intake video on him.  It seems she finally found a vet that is as kill happy as her though since she claims he’s recommending all these horses for euthanasia.   RIP Horton #sayhisname


Comet also joined the list of the dead.  The only real surprise about that was that they bothered to put him on the website.  From the time they found him at auction, he was referred to as `The compassion pull’ so his death was pretty much a fait accompli from the first time he hit the HiCaliber radar.  RIP Comet #sayshisname



Jacobson joined the others under the blue tarp as well.  Again, no announcement or formal diagnosis was shared other than Amanduh mentioning he had a `pyramidy’ foot on his intake video.  I often wonder how these people that have asked for a horse to be named after a loved one feel when Manson shoots them in the face.  There’s something disturbing about that to me.  What is also disturbing to me is how quickly these poor animals fall off the village idiot radar.  I don’t think any of them have even noticed he was gone.  RIP Jacobson.  #sayhisname


Chloe also joined the `rainbow herd’ recently.  She was another that had long fallen off the village idiot radar because she had been adopted.  Reports are that she was stumbling and falling down, so Manson had them return her to the ranch in order to shoot her in the head.  I find that disturbing on several levels, not the least of which is to take this mare out of the home she knows and away from the people she knows, is not in her best interest or a compassionate end.  It’s especially not compassionate if she really was having trouble staying on her feet, to bounce her back to HiCaliber in trailer to stand in the shit filled pens waiting her turn to get drug out to the killing field.  Sadly, as Manson likes to remind us, dead is dead.  RIP Chloe.  #sayhername



Ninna was another young and emaciated horse that came from Misner back in mid December. Kinda funny how he seems to keep finding these young, skinny horses lately.  As shown in the pictures, Ninna failed to thrive at HiCaliber and went into a rapid decline.  By last week Manson told us she was in liver failure although she attempted to muddy the waters with words like hepatitis.  Hepatitis just means inflammation of the liver and it’s not like the human version despite what the 30% vet thinks.  Ninna wasn’t out having unprotected sex and she didn’t come into contact with the another horse with hepatitis.  It’s generally caused by what they’re eating, if there are toxins present or too much protein in their diets or bacterial infections.  Interesting to note that as Ninna showed more symptoms, the HiCaliber feed team gave her more alfalfa which likely contributed to the liver shut down due to that being the last thing you’d give a horse in liver failure.  Manson also diagnosed Ninna with dementia because she was standing with her head in the corner and up against the wall.  What that likely was, was Ninna in pain or going neurological as her body started to shut down.  All of this probably was preventable, if not avoidable in a horse as young as Ninna had she been seen by a real and competent vet upon intake.  RIP Ninna.  #sayhername


Daphne was shot in the face last week too.  The official reason is that her cancer had returned and was spreading fast, but as we have come to learn, Manson never shoots just one at a time and Ninna’s number was up so Daphne was likely next in line to make up numbers.  She won’t count towards their official numbers because they have found this work around to lower their kill stats.  One of the volunteers `adopts’ the euth list horse so they can claim they got their `one last good home’, but they never actually leave the property.  Baldwin is another in this situation.  He has been `adopted’ by Kat Tarnowski but he will remain at HiCaliber on the euth list.  I’m sorry this little mare had to spend her last 10 months of life on this feed lot.  I’m sorry for the volunteers that cared about her.  I’m still trying to figure out how this is rescue.  RIP Daphne.  #sayhername