One bush, can never hide two thieves.

Seems legit.

maybe not.

Don't let that pesky IRS thing stop you. Clearly that must of been a typo.

Or not.

The truth is that on October 30, 2012 Guardian Oak Growth By Giving Association was recognized by the state of Missouri as a Non Profit Corporation.   

Guardian Oak

Draw your own conclusions, it's your money.  

Not mine.

Think I am wrong.  Prove it.
Let's see that determination letter.

Money is like manure. You have to spread it around or it smells.

Money is a powerful motivator, coupled with a heart breaking cause, it can effect a host of dramatics that belong in a five part mini series on television.  

Know where your money goes, research people!!!!

 Google, IRS, State, and various other websites can often give you clues as to are you donating to a legit cause.  

The cut throat business of donations for various "rescues" can be down right vicious.  People will stop at nothing to prevent one another from getting that extra dollar.  There are many blogs out there documenting the pros and cons of broker programs, some that hide behind a 501c3, some that would like to hide behind a federal non profit status, and some that refer to themselves as a "community effort".  Well, sweetheart at the end of the day, most if not all of these types of broker programs have one thing in common, horses being the main source of income.  

Who really benefits from the cause?  

In many cases it's not the horses. Horses sent back into bad situations, no shortage of those.  Just look on Facebook.  Horses that end up having health issues so immense that often the new owner is over whelmed not just emotionally, but financially.  Horses that end up being shuffled from one broker program to another, one auction to yet another.  Yet the general public still supports these programs.  Various breed specific rescues, and well rescues in general are unwittingly at times feeding into this, the tug, the plea, and the pictures.  

Are there benefits to rescues pulling specifically from broker programs?  Absolutely, it tugs at human emotion, and compassion, it essentially creates a mass following of sheeple.  People that blindly give, give, and give.  Because humans are compassionate, we feel empathy, sympathy, and as species, we like to feel that we have been part of a greater good.

I cannot tell you how many times, I have heard this line "it's all about the horses".  But, is it?  Or is it solely about the feel good moment?  Or is about the increments of egotism that come with the praise?

But, really what it comes down to is the feel good moment.  That one moment, where a individual can say "It was me that saved the horse" or "I helped get that horse to safety."  The moment fades, and sometimes individuals are left holding the bag.  Looking at that very bag and saying "now what?"  

Those that are doing it the right way, which are very few.  Aren't saying "now what?" , they are saying "what the hell?".   While those that are struggling to find a ethical solution for unwanted horses, trying to stop them before reaching auction, you know those pesky craigslist horses that people like to save, you know to prevent them from ending up on the lots or in sale, or on a Facebook page.  The numerous owner surrenders, the ones seized from animal control.  The lack of community support they receive is astounding.  It is very disheartening.  Is it because once in true rescue there is no time limit?  No dead line?  No bail price?

Yes.

"Few men have virtue to withstand the highest bidder."

Think about it.

Don't regret doing things, regret getting caught.

Pardon me, but here is your ray of sunshine coming down from the clouds.

Clearly once again the right to something does not mean that doing it is right.

You can draw your own conclusions, you can "add" them to if you like.

Bruce I can only hope your books are much better kept, kind of like those coggins you hold so near and dear to your heart.

I have some craigslist horses to tend to now.  

"It's not stealing, it's retrieving."

Cheers.

Fate with a badge and a gun.

Do you hear that?
The wheels of the Karma Bus are spinning down the macadam, with fate in tow. 

What letter would that be?

This one of course.

It seems as if that ticking clock, is finally on a count down of seconds, minutes, and hours.  Rest assured that foot tapping is out of pure nerves and not egotistical logic.  The quick profit made from flipping resale horses will soon cease to exist.   It will simply mean that Moore will have to rely on the "son he never had" to hustle that much harder for him.  Expand the line of credit that is given to a long time hoarder, perhaps?  Maybe tap into that hauling business that seems to be a very lucrative outlet for a group of individuals, after all we know the Amish don't drive themselves to the backside.  I am sure the bill of sales for one dollar will continue to lead to happy pay days in the sale ring for the Manure Menagerie and friends.  

The sales of sick, lame, over priced horses won't stop, after all there are those that seem to be following step for step in the Shit Shacks path.  It's only a matter of time until that clock starts ticking for them, or has it already started?

The ties that bind never come loose, they simply get knotted like a hangman's noose.

Start Paddling Sunshine.

Sunday Sharing.

Sharing the wealth is a good thing, especially that in the Truck is Coming Saga.  I received a link to a interesting, and very colorful document.  This very single document tracks just about every horse that has ever ran through the East Coast's most notorious broker owned program.

I am amazed and yet perplexed at the hours it must of taken this data miner to assemble such a granger of information.  It would not shock me in the least to think that this individual is also tracking Rotz's umbrageous horse business.

It's a fairly complicated document, so I did kindly receive a explanation of how to read it.

How silly of me, a link to the document also.

https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B1L4NjWCxTJ3eUstTnZDQkNfZVE/edit?usp=sharing


Oh one last thing.

Beep. Beep.

I truly don't have much to say today.  After all despite what has been said, and published, sheeple still believe that the truck is coming.  Honestly, I don't know where it is coming from, or where it is going, I cannot even speculate if it's stopping.  The Peanut Gallery is beyond  a absolute doubt convinced that it is arriving.

What's the ETA on this so called truck?

What I can say is the Karma Bus has been creating a bit of a highway hell for the well known notorious broker program.  

It all started when Karma bit a certain low level dealer in the ass with text messages describing his disagreeable feelings on them (I would like to give kudos to him for his primitive, but descriptive text.  It was similar to deciphering ancient language).  I bet that hurt, and not feelings either.  That was the first stop.  After that initial stop, it is a affable of stops.  News articles, Moore's wife giving a opprobrious series of statements to Lancasteronline.  Which was surprisingly shared by the Paulick Report.  Kudos, we know how far that audience expands.   

Of course we cannot forget about the entries, exposing everything from the plants to simplicity of the green tag, and all the hoodwink in between.

In case you have not read them, or kept up, you can do so here The Ethics of Equine Rescue.  

I guess I do have a point to this entry after all.  

Just a simplistic picture will do.

Beep. Beep.

Wednesday Wavering.

Let's be honest, you seem to be having a tough time selling those horses. Oh.  I mean rescuing them.  I can get a retraction on the first line, please?

Tuesday we have this.

There is just a hovering stench of bullshit that tends to lurk in the air with this Broker Program.

Let's just be honest with ourselves here.  The half bail, is the bottom dollar price Moore needs.  Maybe with a few extra bucks left over for one's troubles. 

Did the truck come?  

Or will be seeing these horses ran back thru sale?  Or ending up at Gail's farm for sale?  How about Val's place?  I would say the Oxford location, but it seems as if they wised up.  Possibly even Haycock Stables?  Ho hum.

I can assure the truck that came, was not one that was hauling kill cattle on the way down, and hauling kill horses on the way back to Canada.

Don't worry Brian, if the Shit Shack can't flip'em for you, I am sure good ole' Gail can.  After all one can never feed enough horses to a woman, right?  Or was that a line of credit that you extended?  

Just the devil in the details.

A tongue weighs so little, yet few can hold it.

The previous Sunday, there was a lovely, and very informative article released by Lancaster Online.
It seemed as if those quotations made a certain rescue's walls start to tremble a bit, so much so that there was rebuttal released.  After careful consideration, and in a epic manner to maintain class and dignity, this was released demanding retraction!

(Please do not drink anything while reading this, I would hate to see you spit your drink out all over your phone, computer, Ipad, and so forth.   Not to mention liquids being snorted out of your nostrils.)

LIES ALL LIES!!!!!!

I cannot help but to chuckle over this rebuttal, what a noble and valiant attempt to disguise one's wrong doings, and keep up appearances with a colleague.  This types of statements questioning one's ethical business operations is nothing new, after all a employee of the Manure Menagerie was quite willing to express his thoughts on their rescue efforts.   Even Mr.Stoltzfus had colorful descriptions and opinions of their rescue effort.  Dare I say more?

While I never did get a response about what the thoughts were about a "rescue" having a dealer's license.  I did discover that there were some names missing from the list.  Cough. Cough.

The Whole Document can be viewed here.
PA Dealers License.

And a brief document explaining what and why the Dealers License is in existence.
Domestic Animal Law

Of course and we cannot forget about those pesky enforcement policies.
Domestic Animal Law (2)



While I am sure, this whole fiasco is a simple misunderstanding, and a slew of twisted words molded into damaging statements.

But, after all isn't the proof in the pudding?

This seems to go hand in hand with this Public Service Announcement.

What are you waiting on?  Go ahead and make that call.

Give the Devil His Due.

..........................

                           Stay tuned.

Pot meet Kettle.

Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?

The only ruination to the horse business is the cesspool that you wade in my love and that includes those that you have declared that you are not associated with.  

A half-truth does more mischief than a whole lie, Sunshine.

“I suppose we all lie to ourselves sometimes.”

Tell me sweet little lies.  Especially that on a Sunday.  

Read it and weep.  

So Called Broker Program

What no call backs?  No return emails?  Surely you aren't that busy any other day than Monday or Tuesday?   

In the article linked above it appears that there is waspish tone coming from those interviewed.  

Interesting, it seemed like yesterday that I received a email with various screen shots about a "associate" of the Manure Menagerie.  Let me refresh your memory.  How is that balancing act going for you?

Of course I have to add insult to injury.

I would love to hear about her feelings on a "rescue" that has dealers license?  Especially one that makes regular visits to the property.

Ho hum.  What a indomitable statement we have here.

knock. knock. mother f*cker.

Honesty is the soul of business.

I have been in a share type of mood a lot here lately.  Call me generous if you will.

     This is a mini.  Minis do not ship.  

  It is a nice demonstration of the extreme lengths  they are willing to venture to for a meal ticket. Enjoy those meals while you can!  I heard prison food isn't what it's cracked up to be.  

   

Those that live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.........

Throwing stones, are we now?

Haven't you learned about the glass house theory?

This mare pictured here at Bruce Rotz's lot, was a AC$H Broker Owned horse.

Here evaluation video Ally.

And a screen shot of her at Moore's lot.

Seems as if you two have more in common than you care to acknowledge.  

Cheers.  

The right to do something does not mean that doing it is right.

cough. cough.

Enough said. (well for the moment.)

Cheers Bitches. 

“Even doubtful accusations leave a stain behind them”

In the latest babble by the East Coast's most notorious Broker Program, errr, I mean rescue.  The Matriarch declares "We have been set up!"  And mentions also that the FBI during that morning raid was playing connect the dots with laser sighted weapons.  Honestly, I didn't think they took Health Certificates that serious, who knew.

For those that dare the voice that can effects similar to that of Medusa.  Feel free to watch it here "Charity" owner speaks out.  I would of personally used the word Charity in a rather loose fashion, that's just me though. 

So, why stop there right?  After all someone has to stop them from going on the truck.  Once again we are back on the mini debate.  Mini's don't ship. Period.  However, that won't stop the Shit Shack from plucking some poor soul's pocket.

That is a extreme margin in price.  A far cry from the normal spread of  25 to 50 dollars that he normally offers private individuals.

If you have a good eye, you shall notice the mini mule team that was once being hawked by the other half of the dynamic duo of the Broker programs.  Would this be considered recycling on a horse dealing level?

Never mind the obvious heat, the foals that were left out in direct sunlight with no access to water, or the normal host of man handling, or how about the horses stuck out on the trailers of the dealers, all of that is ok?  Now which set of haters is effecting change?

Seems to me that those individuals that find themselves doubting a situation are the first to sing the loudest.

Bottoms Up!

Beware of a friend that was once your foe.

I really wanted to write about some concerning issues with the Centre Hall Auction, and the large Memorial Day New Holland sale, and of course, the hustlers of the horse world, and the corrupt individuals allowing them to carry on.  However, we all need to enjoy a laugh now and again.

Someone sent this lovely screen shot to me, and I had to indulge and share.  

Birds of a feather flock together?

Let me say that I admire this Jules woman, she's a no holds bar, tell it how it is, was, and should be type.  Jules, I raise my ice cold pint to you, and say Cheers my dear, keep giving them hell!

As with all things in the truck is coming saga, frienenemies are second to none, and this is simply case in point.  It wasn't too long ago these two chicanery horse dealers were anything but friendly with one another.  

I leave you with this to digest "your friend lends and your enemy ask for payment."

Oh, one last introspection for those that I am sure will be vehement over this entry.  

Tick, toc, tick, toc.  After all that was no social call.

Cheers!

Let Them Eat Cake

Every now again a marionette is subject to having their strings snipped.  As most marionette's manipulate the strings to their puppets, there is a always a audience watching, and always that one pundit in attendance.  

I have to wonder at times the amount of schlemiels that find time to make silly facebook videos, signs, posts, babbling nothing more than shit ton of ludicrous out rage over the heated debate of Broker Programs.  Some of these very individuals should mind just what they put out there into Internet land.  I say this grace, because some do work with the public, and not to mention in the private sector where it truly is all about relationships and representation of oneself as a Representative of a company, and or a authority type of figure.  

In our world it is simplistic, black and white, backed by investigations, FOIA, and hours of dredging threw pens, lots, and even trucks.   As we prepare for the large sale at New Holland Sales Stable, I wonder just how many will truly be paying attention to the ongoings of the surroundings.  Horses tied out with no food or water, the temperature, signs of communicable illness, lameness, BCS, evidence of drugs, over crowded pens, or will they be simply busy justifying the ends to the means.  

With such tumultuous words and insults tossed around, do these people really pay attention to what is going on around them?  Or better yet who is around them?  Who is watching them?  Of course not, because "it's all about the horses".   Or should I say all about the dollars.  

As some step past the obvious violations, and ignore clear disregard for laws put forth, we shall not.  After all you have a job to do, and so do I.  It's formidable that we are on two very different sides, one driven by money, and one driven by compassion.  

After all "to greed, all nature is insufficient."

See you gentlemen Monday.  
Cheers.

The Stalking Horse Bid.

Recently this has appeared on a major social media website.  

Of course the kill buyer is not a bad guy at all.  Despite past quotes such as "if it burned it burned."  in reference to the recent truck fire that left 30 head of horses to perish, and regarding TBs going to slaughter "if they put ten dollars a week to feed the homeless people and mistreated children, you know, this would be a totally different".  Seems as if these quotes don't exactly line up with with what Pro Kill Buyer supporters are saying.  I leave you with this.

A picture taken some time ago outside of what was once the one and only collecting station.  It seems as there is now a additional one.  

you may at this point draw your own conclusion, but I know what side I stand on, and it's not enabling the kill buyers to expand their operation.  I assume it is nothing more than the Devil in the details.

Cheers.

Advertising - a judicious mixture of flattery and threats.

            

I hear orange is a flattering color, not to mention the silver accents.  Do you hear that?  Is that a clock ticking?  Or some chains clinking?  

                             Despite the recent social call from the FBI, and yet a recent public confirmation from investigators declaring they are under investigation for fraud, AC$H is still hornswoggling the living hell out of people.  I can hear that phone ringing, some people should really answer the call.  

                This afternoon, they made a urgent plea for the sum of 500.00 dollars for a pair of donkeys.  In true form of being a megalomaniac, any comments pointing out any ethical discretion were deleted.  (not to worry, I am sure someone has them saved somewhere)  This was ballsy, but someone has to pay the bills, after all who's going to pay for legal fees?

                    

        

So, they were too thin to run threw sale???  Hmmmmmm.......

But, yet they traveled with a health cert and coggins?  

(I would just like to add that Snuffy looked much, much worse than this.  And not too long ago I did see Dr.Holt pulling a coggins on two NZ bred Standies that had a BCS of 3, and yes they ran threw sale and sold. So, pardon me that her spewing of bullshit doesn't work with me.)

Now, I wonder if they are going or have charged the 80.00 in vetting fees?  And the fifty dollar transport fee, and the fifteen dollar a day holding fee, despite the fact that they had lost their layover barn, and who gets that fifty dollars, Sheidy or Moore? And by the way a coggins is around 20 dollars, and health cert is 17.  You do the math. 

 You know what, don't do the math, just keep blindly donating to some twatwaffle who just got raided by the FBI, who is currently under investigation for fraud, and keep defending her good practices, that rival that of Tee from Lifeline, go on  now toss those dollars out the door!   After all the truck is coming, too bad it's the paddy wagon. 

Cheers!

Knock..knock...who's there?????

                   Well, it finally seems as if that elusive truck has arrived, made a stop, and even picked up some goods along the way.  Sadly, it's not the truck we are so use to hearing about.  Instead it was a convoy of vehicles  from none other than the F.B.I.    Where did they stop?  They stopped right at Christy Sheidy's house, I wonder if she had a "oh shit" moment, when she realized that all the time she shouted the truck was coming, she had the make and model number wrong.  

           I remember once her proclaiming that they were NOT under investigation, hmmmm, well I can assure you that when the F.B.I stops at your home, it's not for tea and crumpets.  I can also say, that when they leave carrying boxes of items, computers, and cell phones,  it is because well you have clearly been under investigation, after all warrants  don't lie, and judge's don't sign off on just a whim.  Unless they were there helping you with your organizational skills, which I wasn't aware that the F.B.I. provided those services.  I will keep that in mind. 

           "Tap. Tap. Tap." Remember that one?  I sure do, I wonder if you regret tapping that foot of yours.  I guess now, it should be tick, tock, tick, tock.  Huh?

            I would like to dully note some rebuttal from the Sheidy Hen House, so let's clear the air right here.  

            "when horses get transported across State lines, yeah it can become a federal investigation"  Well geniuses, in that case I would say that ninety percent of Equestrian Community is then guilty and should be under Federal Investigation.   Oh and yes, it's nothing more than a paragraph from some reporter trying to make news, never mind the pictures of Federal Investigators carrying out boxes of items from that place that rivals a county tip.    For those seeking to read that meaningless paragraph, you know the one where the reporter is just grasping for a bit of fame, here you go FBI Raid.

                Smoke'em while you can, because most penitentiaries are now Non-Smoking facilities.