Here are just some of the rescued animals we have at the farm. Every one of them has their own personality and story. They were all unwanted at some time in their lives, but now have a home and family to call their own. You can sponsor any specific animal that we have, just fill out the message box during checkout when you make a donation. We will put your initials in a heart next to that animal's bio below.

This is Goldie. She's about 16. Goldie has a little hunter's lump on her back. She came off of a ranch down south, and cowboys down there used to get on her and run horses on her. She didn't like that very much. She's 15.2, she's solid, she has absolutely no faults because they didn't treat her like a pet, they treated her a piece of equipment. So she didn't even know how to eat apples. It took Goldie a long time to trust people. People would just jump on her and now she just says "wow, do I have a good life!"

Goldie is a registered palomino. To be a registered palomino you need to be within two shades of a newly minted copper penny and the hairs in the mane and tail cannot be more than one dark hair for every white one. And the palomino people do count them.

Horses are herd animals and they rely on each other, but there's a specific pecking order. If they see a coyote coming their nostrals will get real big and they'll snort from deep down in their chest.

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Honey is a 32 year old mare that was born in Alaska. She had been severely punished by a previous owner. It took her a long time to relax around men.  She was in the process of being purchased by a man who was going to use her to pack into the wilderness and be the bait on a bear hunt. Once we acquired her, both Honey and her companion horse Beau were flown out of Alaska as boxed freight by The Flying Tigers. Up to this time horses were transported in and out of Alaska in cargo ship holds or hauled over the Alcan Highway.

Honey was moved from Teri's property to our Parker farm to keep Goldie company.

Here are Elizabeth and Millie.

The little black and white one is named Millie. When Millie was born she had a heart murmur and we had to have the vet come all the way from Burlington and she had to be tube fed.

Next to Millie is Elizabeth. When Elizabeth was born she was so sick she needed a blood transfusion sent in from Minnesota. She had a heart murmur and was very weak. The vet that took care of her started up the Elisabeth Animal Hospital. So we named her Elisabeth in honor of funding a wing for him.

When you talk to llamas, they like to smell your breath. That's how they know who you are.

Llamas are very curious, so when the coyotes come around they run up to look at the coyotes. If they see something scary they yodel.

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This is Jessica. We got Jessica because she has extensive dental problems. She's the one who will really kiss you. She has a real underbite. Llamas do not have top teeth. Llamas are part of the Camelidae family, so they have feet like camels and pads on their feet.

Llamas love to stand up on a hill. They have a chest plate, so if they're going to fuss with each other or just to play around, they slam into each other's chest. When they lay down they tuck their feet down under them and their chest protects them. This is called "cushing."

They get sheared about every two years. I save the fiber and can do felting. I can do wet felting, the dry felting, and I recently learned how to do needle felting. I thought I could show kids crafts made from the llama fiber. You can roll up the fiber and shrink it and make cat balls for the cats to play with. This is very easy.

This is Nathan aka Stage Stop Nation Detroit (from the musical Guys and Dolls). He's a neutered male. Too small to be a star. He can't sing, but he can yodel!

Vincent Van Goat, Vinny, an alpine goat and his companion NG (New Goat) arrived in June 2008 and are great fun. These mild mannered goats love to be brushed and will follow you anywhere!

Update: Vincent passed away in July 2009.

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This is Whiskers, a little black and white pigmy goat. She was given to us because she was bred to a full sized goat, and they thought that it would kill her. But she successfully had those two babies, "Thing 1" and "Thing 2," that were twice as big as her. We gave them to the 4H for kids to raise.

Cocoa, the little brown goat, came out of the Hayman fire. She probably was kept in a cage or something because it took a long time for her feet to straighten out. She was really really wild when we got her.

Even the girls have little beards, so these are all girls. Goats can eat just about anything. So all our table scraps come out here.

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Suli and Akia are Nubian goats from the Denver Zoo exhabit--KRALL--African word for farm.

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Togo and Ghana are also from Denver Zoo. They are named for African countries. They are pygmy goats and nibble on clothes. They are all withered males.

Here are the two Zebus previously located on Lynda's daughter's property. Chuck, the male, is on the right and Molly is on the left. They are sacred cattle from India and are from the closed Krall Exhibit at the Denver Zoo. Chuck and Molly moved back to Lynda's property last winter so they can stay warm in the barn.

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Hannah and Sugar were breeding stock Jennys. Their owner moved to Arizona for health reasons.

Dusty and Sandy are pygmy milk goats.

They were rescued from a shipment going to slaughtrer because it was thought they were too weak to survive the trip. We are fostering them until their rescuerer can make accomodations for them.

Out at Teri's is this burrow, Midnight, that came out of a BLM wild burro roundup in China Lakes, California. He is a Jerusalem Burro. They are so named because they have a cross on their backs. He was born at midnight. His mother was caught in the roundup. The owner put the mother in a field with a buffalo and she was gored to death.

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Vern is a Gotlieb pony. This means he looks like a small horse. He was purchased from an auction house during a snow storm when he was six months. The previous owners had kept him tied up with a halter that had grown into the flesh on his nose. They said he was so wild that they could not catch him if he ever got loose. Today Vern loves to run with the big guys and he comes to eat treats from your hand. UPDATE: Vern broke his leg very badly on April 21, 2010 and the vet had to euthanize him. We miss this sweet little pony.

These are some of our Guinea Hens. They're also called African Pheasants. They are champagne color and purple and white. We started out with 28 of them, and the bad thing is that they chase the coyotes, so that's why we're down to two adults and three babies.

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