Who We Are

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Meet Our Sanctuary Residents


Our oldest mare, April is in her mid-twenties (2015). She was our first mare and, oh, what a lovely, sweet and spicy friend she has become. Her arrival at our sanctuary enabled her to do a great deal of emotional and physical healing. Now, she loves working with clients and is a favorite "horse story" creator.

Seen here dutifully "tending" to a bird feeder, April loves bananas, interrupting office work by peering through windows, and generally sharing her opinion of all things great and small.

Jet & Buddha Guinea Pigs

These brothers will steal your heart and calm your mind in a moment's worth of cuddling. They are very special, know the sound of the refrigerator opening, knives cutting fruit and veggies and the crinkle of food wrappers and "wheek" excitedly to ask for a treat. The boys are excellent partners in helping clients relax, breathe deep, and awaken their curiosity about another species. Sadly, too many small nonhuman animals like these are seen as little more than passing fancy. We never stop to consider that they, like us, want a happy life that is suitable to their species and that they feel many of the same emotions we feel.

Sadly, our friend Buddha passed away on December 2, 2015. Although we are uncertain what caused his death, based on his prior happy, healthy, active behavior and eating, it appears it was a sudden onset of something like a heart attack or stroke. We are very sad that he has passed and feel great empathy for Jet. His grief is being expressed by the changes in his behavior and lack of eating, drinking and joyful "wheeking." We are giving him extra love and have been talking to rescue organizations about finding him a new companion, honoring the fact that all social animals need social contact with their own species.

Sunny & Copper Bunnies

Sunny found her way here by accident as a little bunny headed for life in a breeding barn, confined to a cage not large enough for her to stand up in. She showed up the day our good friend Homer horse passed away. She moved in to the house and we fell in love with her. Being sensitive to the fact that all social animals need social company of their own kind, we wanted Sunny to pick a friend to share her life with. We took her to a bunny rescue where she got to hop around and meet the bunnies looking for a forever home. She chose Copper. Sunny was spayed and Copper moved in as soon as she was ready for company. They are the best of friends and spend their time in and out of their cage with the dogs and cats, in and out of the pots on the deck and laying around grooming each other. Bunny Bonds Are Deep!

Bear & Tigger Kitties

These two brothers were adopted from the Humane Society in 2001. They are an integral part of our inter-species family and get along with everyone; chickens, dogs, horses, goats, guinea pigs and bunnies. If they aren't following people around the Sanctuary, they are curled up together in a chair. Tigger especially loves our clients.

Sharing A Snack Among Friends

Grace and Callie Corgis are all around grand partners. Love kids, love people, love working around the sanctuary and LOVE being a part of client sessions. Grace Especially is a dutiful carer of our young clients. Callie is a dutiful carer of any open lap. Arrya was rescued early in 2015. We fostered her litter after they were rescued from CA. Willie Rooster was rescued from being eaten, and Mia (black hen) was adopted after all her hen friends were killed by raccoons in a Seattle backyard. They all happily co-exist, share snacks, and Callie and Grace run the coyotes off when they come around. Arrya is learning how to guard her family too.

Grace & The Foster Puppies

Gracie was a tolerant Auntie when her home was invaded by 5 foster puppies who demanded everyone's attention and extra care for weeks. Their mom and siblings were found in a ditch in CA with a deceased adult dog. They came to WA by way of a rescue organization. They most certainly would not have lived without intervention. They were very sick with a heavy load of several different types of parasites. Happily, all the puppies found forever homes, two of them, Arrya and Sage, within the One Heart Wild family.

Sparky & Jeffrey Goats

Sparky and his best friend Eddie were adopted when they were babies. They have been part of the family for well over a decade. Eddie passed a few years ago and we started looking for a new goat friend for Sparky. Social animals need the company of their own species.

We found Jeffrey at a goat rescue organization. He was just a baby and had been picked up from auction, sick and injured. His mom was part of a goat brush eating business and he and a couple other babies sadly were separated from their moms and sent to auction.

It was November when Jeffrey came and he was too sick and weak to start the process of getting to know a new adult goat. He lived in the house for a couple of months while we nursed him back to health. When he was strong enough, he got to meet Sparky. They have been great friends ever since.

Both boys love people, love attention and Sparky always gets a smile when he does his best version of a mountain goat, rising up and pretending to head butt.

Jeffrey Baby LOVED the Heat From the Compost Pile

When Jeffrey had his outings during his healing process, he discovered that the blue tarp was WARM. It covered the compost pile and he would run up on top of it and contort his body in many ways to make as much contact with the heat as he could. Then he would jump up and race off kicking and jumping with joy. A sweet memory of this little man who had such a rough start to his life with humans.

Mindy ~ A Grand 18 Years
Mindy was rescued from a backyard of abuse and neglect when she was just two.

She lived to be a grand 18 years old and was a beloved and quirky family friend.

She loved and was loved and treasured in return for 16 years with us. She healed from her emotional wounds of her puppy life and never looked back. 

Montana ~ An Epic Journey of Love & Trust

Montana is the horse who started it all. The first horse we rescued, the one who challenged everything we thought we knew about horses, the one who never settled for anything less than us showing up with an open heart and willingness to try and understand Who He Was and Is!

Very often, our most important lessons in life, are unexpected, very challenging, and often painful. Montana started his life as a "grade" (throw away) companion for a thoroughbred who was a hopeful racer. Both horses were babies, both suffered neglect and judging from the behaviors of both horses when they arrived here, abuse as well. Montana's friend moved on to a thoroughbred rescue and we began our journey together.

When everything you know isn't enough, when the pain of someone you love is so evident and yet so out of reach for you to fix, you have two choices. Give up or Grow! We never gave up and today, Montana is such an important part of everything we do, teach, and believe in. And, for our clients, he has become known as "The Magician."

Our journey together has been incredible and hard and so meaningful.

Boys Will Be Boys

Skye King is in the fore front of this photo. Homer, his best friend and adult mentor, is the sorrel horse behind him. Montana is to the left. These boys bonded and helped Skye heal some of his early relational wounds. They were meeting a new short term resident on this day. See the nose of our temporary friend?

Skye was a two year old when we met. He had been held back from being sold with his "foal crop" and was turned out as a single male foal within a large herd of mostly unrelated mares. When we visited, Skye was just turning 2. He was covered with bite scrapes and wounds. More than any horse we saw there. He was in a very unnatural environment with no other young horses to burn play energy with.

Young social animals play a lot with other youngsters, older siblings, cousins, and occasionally parents, when they aren't busy tending to adult business. In most all social species female adults play the least. Adult males will often continue playing into adulthood with each other and the youngsters. Skye was likely trying to engage the mares in play and was reprimanded repeatedly.

From a trans-species psychology perspective, Skye suffered on all fronts; normal young social brain development, psychological stress and physical suffering as well as normal behavior development.

He was the first of four to come to the Sanctuary from the herd dispersal. He most needed a change and the opportunity to heal. His first year was a hard healing year and he has thrived with his new stable domestic group of males and females of all ages.

He has grown in to a gentleman with the help of his friends for life.

Social Mammals Are Hard Wired for Loving Our Babies

The horses left to right: Skye King, Sierra (blaze), Holly and Johnny (rear end to us).

Skye and Holly came to us through a breeder who was having serious medical problems and was beginning to disburse the herd. We visited the herd and started to keep a close eye on the horses we considered most at risk of finding good homes due to age or physical or emotional health problems. We purchased four horses from that dispersal.

This picture is important in telling the story of how we humans rarely consider the cost to the nonhuman animals that we breed for show or profit. Year after year the females are impregnated, give birth, love and nurture their babies and then we take them from them, too early and without a thought for the pain the female suffers emotionally and physically. We also don't consider the attachment wounds, separation anxiety, PTSD and suffering we cause for the babies.

Holly was a mare we had our eye on from the start due to her physical injuries and limitations. She had been severely hurt by a stallion that she was forced to be with. She had severe bite wounds on her both sides of her neck, nearly all the way through. She also had remnant wounds of having her legs tied. All signs of the suffering humans had inflicted upon her to obtain a foal for sale, year after year. Starting when she was just 2 years old. She was 8 when we rescued her. She was not sound on her front feet due to not having good hoof care. Most of the mares had never had their feet picked up or trimmed. If they weren't on ground tough enough to naturally trim, they had lameness issues.

Holly arrived pregnant, within 2 months of giving birth. Our empathy for her was immense. What must it be like to be that pregnant, in a new place, surrounded by strangers, weeks away from giving birth and having no idea if you were safe or not. Who were your allies? Did you have any here? No doubt these were thoughts she had.

We gave her space and time and kindness. She was a fundamentally kind mare, in spite of what humans had done to her. When she gave birth, she was dangerously protective for two weeks and we gave her as much privacy and protection as she needed to feel safe. Within a month, she was warm, kind, and generously sharing her little filly with us. We promised her she would never have to give up another baby. She was in Sanctuary. She would have a stable group of horses with her, including her daughter, for the rest of her life.

In the picture above, Holly is allowing Johnny to nurse. Notice Sierra's unhappy face at the thought of sharing her mommy's milk? Sierra tried every threat and tactic she could think of to keep him from nursing, all the while Holly did everything she could to nurture and encourage him. Holly's maternal instincts, kindness, compassion, and empathy are part of who she is. What must it have been like for a mother of this caliber to lose her babies after only four or fewer short months together, year after year - a most unnatural and heartbreaking predicament?

Homer ~ An Officer & A Gentleman

Homer was well in to his teens when he came to Sanctuary. It is emotional to remember his presence. He was the rock of the domestic group of horses. We didn't get enough time and we treasure every precious year he was with us.

Homer was a professional roper and when he couldn't do that anymore he was a barrel racer and when his anxiety being raced became unmanageable regardless of the painful mechanics used to control him, he was no longer useful. He suffered emotionally from PTSD and physically from a career where HE was a tool vs. a thinking, feeling, conscious, fellow mammal.

When he got off the trailer, he was obese and couldn't take a step without tripping, his feet were in such bad shape. From the first moment we met him, he stole our hearts. He loved everyone, every human, every horse, every cat and dog. He was a character who loved to be in the middle of whatever was going on and even as he was healing himself, he was instrumental in the healing of many of the horses who came to live here.

We are grateful to have been the ones who got to love and honor him through his final earth chapter and we are immensely grateful for all he taught us and all he did for every being 2 or 4 legged who met him. It was a privilege to see the trauma triggers from his past life slowly lose their charge as he settled in to a life where he was loved and understood as the amazing Homer that he was.

Learning an Inter-species Language in Sanctuary

Arrya puppy is learning how to be in relationship with all kinds of nonhuman and human animals respectfully. It is a patient process to teach her and we all play our part.

Clara chicken and Arrya have a particular attraction to each other and Clara occasionally has to teach Arrya about acceptable behavior and boundaries.

Clara's life was at risk because she was laying soft shelled eggs. When we went to get her, she was living in an over crowded hen house and was being picked on by the other hens. New young chicks were being added to an already crowded environment. Even though Clara allowed herself to be packed around by careless young humans and was part of the "family," she was no longer useful.

Since her arrival at the Sanctuary she has not layed a soft shelled egg. She is a sensitive and shy chicken and has difficulty with the chaos of too many birds and the stress of figuring out where her place is. Over time, she has made a few safe hen friends and we allow her to decide what she needs to do for herself to feel safe. Some nights she chooses not to go in to the coop and instead spend the night in a safe cage in the garage. Some nights she feels safe to cozy up in the coop with the other hens. We just follow her lead and as we do, we are noticing her confidence increase.

All of our hens are adopted or rescued. Many no longer producing eggs and therefore are no longer worthy of care in their previous life with humans. We think wise women of all species are incredibly integral to the stability and wholeness of a community. We are grateful for our seniors.

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