He is a big black beautiful horse. Or at least he was. Brownstone, nicknamed Brownie, moves around his stall with a nervousness that tells his story even better than the cuts, bites, kicks and infection he suffers from, or his jutting hip bones and protruding ribs. He’s safe now. He just doesn’t know it yet.
The breeder that foaled Brownie is Julie Arbogast, a Conestoga-based horsewoman who did everything she could to ensure the thoroughbred would return to her farm after his career as a racehorse was over. She even wrote on his registration papers: “If anyone ever doesn’t want this horse, return him to me.” And she included her phone number.
But just a week ago, Arbogast got an urgent phone call that her beloved horse was in a “kill pen,” on a trailer with lots of other horses, waiting to be trucked to Canada for slaughter. The caller told her she needed to come up with several hundred dollars fast, or her former horse was a goner.
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