When I got her I was not looking to rescue a horse I was looking for a Quarter Horse I could start on barrels my friend told me that there was 2 Fillies I must look at she told me one was a Quarter Horse paint and there was a Morab well I called and went to look at them the Quarter Horse paint was as wild as any mustang would ever dream of she hated humans you could see it in her eyes I thought to myself something must have happened to her to be so hateful I don't think this horse was for me so I looked at the Moab I was not wanting a morab but it don't hurt to look so I went to look at the Morab the man said she was out back in a stall since she was so ugly and hot blooded that mad me think twice of the man but I went and looked at as he called the ugly lady my first thing I seen the was the most pitiful site putting it into words would be not even a start of it but let me try for starters she was in a small 10x10 stall not to bad you think, I stepped for a closer look she was in sloppy mud feces ankle deep a 5 gal. bucket for her water it was full of worms and you hardly could see the bottom and it looked bad and she had a cattle big feeder the black U shape kind with the red legs that thing took up over half her stall she barely had room to move around I asked do you turn her out he said nope I got her in her when she was about a yearling I haven't touched her since I don't like her she's my wife's horse and she told me she was to much horse for her and I didn't want to mess with her by this time I was so mad at the site of how she was living she was way to thin I asked what he feed her He said if I have time maybe some hay He left to show me the hay he feeds when he was gone the horse came up to me and sniffed me she was so scared she gave me a look of help just then I knew I was going to get a morab and I looked her over the best I could I seen her halter was up on her face to high I looked at it to loosen it and the buckle was starting to embed into her all I can say it was a mess as I was leaving I told him I'll be over tomorrow to get the morab he said I'll let you have them for X amount of money if you get the Morab and the Quarter Horse paint so the next day me, my family and two of my friends help load the two up the morab was so scared but she loaded ok and next was the Quarter Horse paint needless to say it was a mess she flipped over and almost got badly hurt in the trailer all the man said was oh well paints don't scare if you want more white on her just cut her I was sickened by him I was just happy to be heading home I had my vet take a look at the horses and he had to drug the paint and fix a cut she got and with a closer look she had whip marks all over her back all I thought was what did this man do to these horses the vet looked at the morab and said she's got a cancer from the buckle just give her the best life you can and get a foal out of her but she's not good it's to bad the poor thing was so messed up she didn't even know how to eat right she ate out the side of her mouth like eating under a fence I was not going give up on this horse I prayed for her and 3 days later all the cancer was cleared up the vet told me I don't know how but she's as good as new the hair grew back and it was the most softest thing on her she became my friend I'm happy I got her. as for the Quarter Horse paint she tamed down some but she never took to anyone so we re-homed her and she is happier running in a field being her wild self