About Us

We have been a family and friend run rescue stable trying to run as a business and to keep horses from going to slaughter since 1982.  I have bought horses from auctions and from individuals that didn’t want to sell to the auction and dealers with a good horse.  Trying to give them a second chance for a happy, healthy long life. We offer pony rides,we [used to] break horses for other people, and offered trail rides. We raised babies from mares that were unable to be ridden anymore and sold them to good homes to help feed the mares.  Everything always goes back to the horses, plus most of our income too.  But now with all the price increases ,hay fields, fence repairs, feed, medical expenses, blacksmith , fuel, up keep on farm equipment, purchasing hay from other sources and taxes it is so expensive. As well as a lot of hard work.  For years my friends have said ask for help what your doing is a good thing.  I am not good at asking for help, but with the risk of the horses losing their happy home and the push of a friend, I am giving   it a try.  So that the horses that are a big happy family and who have worked to stay here can end their life here peacefully and not have to leave to mistreatment, starvation, or worst of all death before their time [slaughter]. I have  been approved to be a federal charitable organization under section 501(c)3 nonprofit. So I can now ask for grants and so that caring people can help us. I am asking for help from people with a heart for horses.  I am working on a lifelong story of how I started all this and why. Also stories on all the horses and  how they came to be here.   So, with your help and God willing we will make it and they can stay as one be happy herd. I told him he was the one that gave me a big heart and little brain so please help me now. Due to so many unwanted horses out there  we now only take in horses that really have a need for a caring home.

MIssion Statement

Save A Horse Stable is an all-volunteer 501(c)3 nonprofit organization dedicated to saving the lives of horses that are victims of starvation, neglect, abuse or whose owners are unable to provide for their needs.    At Save A Horse , our mission is to provide a forever home to those that come to us over the years, and provide a safe place for those that are at a crossroads.    When they arrive here, they are home.    We provide each with the care and space to recover, for however long they need.  If a horse cannot recover, they live while they are comfortable, and “cross the rainbow bridge” with dignity and friends by their side.  Our horses do not live or die alone.   Working closely with our team of veterinarians, we make our decision based on what is best for each horse and the sanctuary family.  Our horses live in dynamic natural environments, in herd groups, creating vital bonds that are honored and protected. In addition to being a horse rescue, we educate horse owners and the public about wretched conditions , many horses suffer, and how they can improve both physical and emotional guardianship of horses.    Save a horse is a place where horses are more than just an animal.

Ways You Can Help

Save a Horse is in need of good hay, round or square bales. In addition second cutting square bales are needed for the older horses.

We are also in need of money for wormers, vaccines, medical supplies, vet fees, blacksmith work, & dental work.

Feed becomes very expensive. Some of the older horses are on senior feed & supplements to help keep weight on them, so any donations are greatly appreciated.

Horse Tails


My name is Chief.  I am an appaloosa gelding born in 1988.  I grew up in the country with my mom and some other horses.  In 2006 the couple that raised me decided to retire to the city and needed a home for us.  My mom and a couple other horses went somewhere else .Calamity, Pocahontas and I came to Save a Horse.  Calamity went to a good home with a nice boy that was taking lessons here.  They kept her even when they moved to another state.  Just like part of the family, she moved too.  Pocahontas went to a good home for a pasture mate for several years and she got very sick and died there.  Darlene went to the place where she was to help with her until the vet could be reached.  As for me, I am still here.  I worked trails for several years until something happened and I started having problems in my back legs.  So then, I was only used occasionally.  I missed the treats and attention, but not the work.        Now we are all retired.  I am one of the older horses who came to the barn for my first time to stay for the winter in 2015.  I was not keeping on enough weight from eating just hay.  So I got one of the new stalls.  At first, I didn’t like being shut in.  I have always been an outside horse.  But I found that being out of the cold, eating grain and square bales wasn’t such a bad idea for me after all.  I think I can get use to this.  Yeah.  I know I can.  On the other hand, my stall manners, as far as neatness counts, are said to be very messy.  I think that I am still in the wild and go wherever I want, which makes more work to be done.  But that’s okay, it’s not me working.     I am just eating and enjoying life.  But, I guess it would be nice if I asked for some donations to help buy bedding for my stall and my care expenses.  If you could help, that would be great!




I am a sorrel mare born in 1993, with a white blaze, my breeding is Belgium & quarter horse cross. I was raised with my mom and then sold to a woman who kept me for a while, she worked on training me to ride, she decided I was too tall for her. She in turn sold me to Save A Horse Stable(1997) they finished my training there. At first I was stubborn & unsure of what I was supposed to do, also had a fear of the saddle when it was coming off my back I had no problem putting it on I just panicked when they took it off, they patiently worked with me on this after a few times I realized it wasn’t a monster, I enjoyed the praise that I was a good girl. After a few times out on the trails I figured it out, just follow the other horses no kicking or biting & at the barn I would get cooled (sponge bathed) & a nice bucket of feed. Sometimes being the biggest horse was hard cause I always got the heavier people, but it was always okay cause when I wanted to stop & rest we did. I got a lot of I’m sorry girl when I carried the heavy people & the ones who   didn’t know how to ride. I am not only big in size I have a big heart, & sweet temperament. All my work at the farm has been great except the one trail ride when I was carrying a heavy guy, he wanted to ride with his friends but he had never rode before. All was going well until something jumped out of the woods & scared me. I thought it was a tiger but low & behold it was the dog that decided to get loose & join us on the ride. When I jumped the man fell off & twisted the saddle down under me I started to panic but when I turned around all I saw was my mom’s face (DARLENE) & I heard her voice telling me easy Lacey which is what reassures us when things are scary. The look I gave mom (Darlene) was what do I do now & was I   bad? She jumped off her horse & came to me & fixed everything along with more reassurance and I knew everything would be okay. They put the man back on & I finished the trail & everything was fine.  In 2007 I got lame in my front foot, the blacksmith would trim it at a different angle & it would feel better for a while, I worked as long as it was comfortable.In 2009 it got worse & it was just to painful to do the trail rides. I was   loaded on the trailer & rode for several hours to a hospital, there I was x-rayed & had my leg injected. The x-rays showed I have severe ring bone. Then I heard them say she needs to be put down. Lucky for me Darlene doesn’t give up  so easy. I was on pain medicine & rested for the rest of the yr. After the bone made its changes it wasn’t as painful & I became pasture sound. I was even ridden a few more times. Very light work but I was doing something. Then later  I was put  in retirement and when my friends go to the barn to work I still followed.Since 2016 I have a stall for the winter and   I would like to ask for sponsors to help because everything is so expensive  .I hope to spend a few more years here with my friends.




I am Astro I was born at the stable April 28 2002 my mother was Kizzy a thoroughbred and my dad was Sonny Dee Bar a registered Quarter horse.. In May 2002 I was lame on my right leg. A vet looked at me and said I should be put to sleep didn’t know of anything to do for me. So Darlene called another vet and put my mom and me on the trailer and hauled us away, my first trailer experience. This vet said I had a septic infection in my right stifle she injected it and I took antibiotics at home for several days. Had to go back in couple weeks for another injection. I turned out to be fine and sound. In May 2003 I was gelded so I could be turned out with the other horses to grow. Darlene had plans for me to be her next barrel racing horse, so she named me” Kiss My Astro”as my registered name. While being turned out with the other horses that didn’t work the stable in  the summer some kids with four wheelers were on the farm chasing us. They got caught by a neighbor  that was hunting and were told on. [Probably didn’t do any good because on July 03, 2006 I found him in a meadow all by himself and he couldn’t walk. Took trailer on hill and brought him home. Checked to see how he got there and didn’t find anything wrong with the fence. So I figured something chased him and he fell going over it. He was very thin from pain and lame in back end.]              This time I saw our regular vet she left pain medicine, recommended TLC and flat ground and take me to Ohio State University for horses,[OSU]. July 12 2006 I was loaded again and hauled on the highway for hours to a big building where I had x-rays/ blood work/ all kinds of testing they weren’t sure what was wrong maybe a fractured pelvis or stifle, recommended stall rest. I spent a lot of time lying around and resting, seemed better so I was put back with some of the other horses. In the fall I went downhill again getting thin and depressed again. [So by this time I was so upset with   not being able to help Astro that I decided to put him to sleep. Then an article in Equus magazine about (PSSM) muscle problem called polysaccharide storage myopathy came out and the horse looked like Astro and the story sounded like him. So again I tried. He was put in field with a mare and foal (Koltn, his forever friend) and I changed his feed to high fat and   low protein. For the next year he gained weight was sound and seemed healthy.              In the fall of 2008 my blacksmith could not believe the change in him thought I would be able to start riding him. Then January 1 2009 everything changed for the worse, a bump came on his butt it was just sore and hair roughed up but overnight it swelled a large and painful abscess. Our vet said with his history take him back to OSU. So on January 8, 2009 we went back to Ohio with him. They lanced and drained the abscess they was amazed at the size of it, they tried to tell me it was a bite wound , but I knew this had been brewing for a very long time. After checking further the hole was deeper than they expected so he went to exploratory surgery they flushed the wound and put a drain in it. At this time they agreed with me that it was going on for a while and was no end to the hole of drainage. He was sent home and we flushed and cleaned area and kept in the stall for weeks. It never stopped draining very thick yellow pus. I had come too far now to stop trying so I consulted different vets and tried all kinds of solutions, flushed and treated every day with something.               In June 2009 we went back to OSU again they done exploratory surgery and flushed wound and they said the bone felt healthy and   the hole didn’t seem as deep this time. They put some kind of PMMA beads in the wound to try and packed it with gauze, more antibiotics, flushing and packing at home care. I am still not giving up on him I will beat this with determination   and lots of prayers. For the rest of 2009 I was still caring for him.                 In April 2010 I asked a couple of vets that was staying up to date with me on him should I give up and everybody that knows Astro said no take him back to OSU one more time don’t stop now. So here we go again credit card in hand one more time. Thank God my husband is an understanding horse caring person. We get there by this time everybody knows Astro and his bizarre case. I told them do whatever it takes I am not coming back, this is his last chance I can’t do this anymore the expense and my time treating him every day is too much. They told me they would be more aggressive and that he may die on the operating table so as I watched thru the glass window as always but this time I was crying and praying he would be okay. They x-rayed /explored/flushed all over again. Sent him home with very expensive and strong antibiotic Rx from a compounding pharmacy. Again we have a drain to deal with and a larger hole to keep covered and clean. The drug was a paste he was to have three times a day I did it when I could but most of the time it was only two times, sometimes my girlfriend wound stop and give him his midday dose. Finally it was slowing down on the drainage. He was so good to take the paste. We kept him on this drug for a month and a half. Then my vet put him on a cheaper drug and one to put in the wound. Finally the end of July 2010 the hole was getting smaller and closing in from bottom up. YEH!!!! Kept after it till October 2010 the vet said it looked good. Just keep the hole wiped out and clean and hope it doesn’t open back up. It was looking good then January 2011 it was matted around the scar and smelled bad. The vet said possible staph infection from all the wet weather. I cleaned and sprayed it with Vetericyn a new treatment out which is great.                                                   It is June 2011 and all is well so far with him, just have to keep the dent that is left in his but wiped out once in a while to be safe from causing any problems. One of the vets said she would do cosmetic surgery to fill the hole in so I won’t have to worry about it so much. Maybe if he stays well a while I will consider it but I think I will leave it alone  scared to mess with it after all we have been thru. He is also ready for training if he stays sound. If I never get him broke I will be happy to have a sweet, healthy, expensive, lovable lawn ornament. He has always been sweet and affectionate all the time that I have been treating him, he has never offered to kick or bite. Don’t even have to put a halter on him to do anything with him he is so sweet and that is why I could not give up on him. When I am in the barn working he continually watches me while the other horses just want to eat hay and ignore me. Some people say I am stupid for putting so much time and money in him and that nobody else would have been that dedicated to him, but they don’t know him. He is not the first one I have tryed to save but his problem was the longest one.




I am a palomino gelding that was born in 1984.  I was kept in a small pasture with my friend, Chance, who was a bay gelding.  Our owner didn’t want to keep us there anymore because it was a weekend place for them to come to.  Since the kids had lost interest in riding us, it was better for us to find a new home.     That is where Save a Horse and Darlene came into my life in 1994.  We were bought and moved to the farm where we had lots of pasture and other horses to be with.  Darlene rode me a lot at first.  She rode me in parades and on trail rides at other places with other horses.  I was also used as a lead horse.  I was so well-behaved that you could lead another horse right behind me and I was okay with that.  I was even safe enough to put a child in the saddle in front of one of the trail guides and not worry the whole trail ride about me misbehaving.   One of the things that I remember was helping to train Lacey, the mare I became friends with at the stable.  Lacey was being trained for trails and she was stubborn and didn’t really know what was expected of her.  Darlene’s friend, Veronica, would ride Lacey, but she would stop and wouldn’t go.  So Darlene rode me back behind Lacey to try to convince her to move.  When I realized what was needed, I would lightly push her and nip her on the butt to make her go.  This worked so well that sometimes I did it just for fun.  They would tell me that it wasn’t necessary, but I thought it was. (Hee, hee)   Now we have all retired and just hang out with our friends and eat and play.  In July of 2014, I became very ill.  Our regular vet was out of town so another vet came and checked me out and gave me some medicine.  He said that it doesn’t look good for me, but try this until your vet gets back.  I had a lump in my throat that shouldn’t be there.  A couple of days later Darlene drew blood and took it to the vet for testing.  The test showed that I was anemic and had an infection.  I was continued on medication.  Then when our regular vet came back, she did a biopsy of my lump.  It came back showing abnormal cells which could be cancer or maybe something else.  I have come to the barn every winter since to be fed and pampered.  I get to go to the pasture with the herd for the summer months.  In 2015 I had penicillin shots a couple of times when I didn’t feel well and it made me perk up.  But in February 2016, I got really sick and stopped eating.  Oh course, just my luck, the vet was gone again.  But she called and they decided it might be a bad tooth or something wrong with my mouth.  The dentist came right out to check me.  He said that there was nothing to do with my teeth because most of them were gone and maybe it was just my time since I am so old.  Darlene treated me with the same medicine she used when I was sick before.  When the vet came back she came to the farm and checked me out and thought that maybe I had a stomach ulcer.  So I was drenched with Pepto stuff and paste two and three times a day for a week.  I made sure that Darlene got some, too.  I like to share!  I was kept by myself in a stall and in the ring to eat grass and pampered every day so that the other horses didn’t stress me.  I now eat senior feed two times a day and am out with the other horses.   I just hang around close to the barn in case somebody wants to brush me or pet me.  So my lump is still here but so am I and all is well so far.  If you could sponsor me, it would help with my feed and just in case I need the vet again.   




Siamon is an Appaloosa gelding He was born in 1997 and was a show horse for his previous owner and traveled to shows near and far, in which he helped her place in. Now that she is no longer riding she is done with him.  She called in 2013 to see if I would take him and I told her I had no use for him we are no longer doing trail rides (I figured he had a home and was okay).         Then in 2014 she called again begging me to take him, they had lost their home to the coal mine and had no place for him to stay. So I agreed to get him. When we arrived to pick him up they brought him out to us he was thinner than I like and the side of his face was was sunken in. She said it was from being kicked or something when he was a baby .         After a few weeks here he still had not put on weight and was breathing heavy.  So I called the vet I had already wormed and vaccinated and had his shoes pulled and feet trimmed. She recognized him, which happens often when I bring in a new horse. She said his teeth needed dental work and she had told previous owner that the last time she saw him. The breathing was an allergic reaction to something. I treated him for it and he recovered fine.          I called the horse dentist that my vet recommended and he came right out as soon as he could. He showed me in Siamon’s mouth and it was a mess he had uneven and sharp edges on one side and straight on the other side. His tongue had calluses from teeth cutting into it in the past. His mouth would not open wide enough to work on his teeth like he wanted. Because of his past history, his jaw is locked up from muscle loss to side of his face.  He did manage to grind the sharp edges off and get his teeth the best condition possible for his first visit.  Many more dental visits came to get him eating better.  And regular visits to follow to keep him that way.          He ate and is still eating special feed and extra additives to get his weight back on and hopefully keep it that way.  He was all alone before and now he has new friends (like Hank the old gelding and Patches the very old, little pony.)  Every time I put a new horse in the field he is the welcoming committee to greet and be their friend after he picks on them and irritates them they finally try to like him even with his annoying personality.   He seems happy with his new home and I hope to be able to keep him that way.          We could use some financial help for his feed and dental care if someone would be kind enough to donate and sponsor him.     

Thank you, 



I am an appaloosa mare named Shilo.  I was born in 1989 and I came to Save A Horse in 2004.  I came from a place where I had my own little field with my own barn and stall.  I was well cared for by a nice man.  He decided he wasn’t riding me and I needed to be with other horses where he knew that I would be cared for when he no longer could.  So I came to Save A Horse stable to work and do trail rides when needed.  I have always behaved and done what I was asked to do.  I made new friends.  Sugar was my companion most of the time.  We hung out together and were ridden together when we were needed.  Unfortunately, Sugar got very sick and had to cross over that rainbow bridge to wait for me.  I will see her again, but not too soon, I hope.  A lot of us older horses are in retirement and only get ridden when Darlene decides to ride.  This doesn’t happen very often.  There are so many of us that she will probably never ride some of us again.  As long as we are fed and loved, we don’t really care if we work.  Every winter now, I come to the barn to eat grain two times a day to keep me healthy and fat.  Along with my regular maintenance and dental checks, I am doing okay for now.  I also get one of the new stalls that were built so more of my older friends can be pampered during the winter months.  It still confuses me though.  I keep trying to go back to my old stall but somebody else has been sleeping in my stall and eating my food.  So I got moved to the other side of the barn.  Maybe next year I can switch back if I can remember to go right instead of left.  My story is short and sweet just like me.  



Gone But Not Forgotten


I am an older Belgian gelding who lived at a place where I watched my best friend lay suffering for days in our field till someone finally came to our rescue.  My friend was put to sleep and I was very upset.  In the winter of 2008 I was not doing very well and neighbors and other people started sneaking me food and water over the fence and tried to get me some help.  Finally after newspaper articles and the persistence of some pushy women, one day at the end of December 2008 I was hauled away to another farm to hang out until I got a chance for someone to tell my story to the court. Luckily for me I won.  I now live at the stable with all my new friends.  Everybody likes me here, the people and horses.  When I lived in the barn, Kolton and Astro were my buddies.   For months we ate and played together.  I required a lot of care and time to get my health back.  My hind leg was cut up and both legs had problems. My legs had to be clipped, scrubbed, and have ointments put on them everyday.  They are doing pretty good now.   In May 2009 I was diagnosed with eye cancer. It was treated and still has to be treated when it flares up .The Greene County Humane Society paid for most of my care up till July 2009. Then the case was settled I won and was free to stay here with my new friends where I will be loved and cared for the rest of my life.  (After caring for Tim every day and bringing him back to health I couldn’t let him go not knowing if he might end up the same way again.  So now I am supporting Tim and boy can he eat?)    In the summer I go out to pasture with the herd where I found a new friend Kissy, she is a thoroughbred mare who doesn’t work very often, so we hang out together under the shade trees.  In winter months we come to the barn to eat grain and hay twice a day and hang out.  I am enjoying my life and hope the stable gets enough sponsors for us to remain here for our ending days. { Tim finished out his days with Save A Horse with his girlfriend, and other pasture mates remained fat and the big sweet lovable doll he was when he came to us unfortunately he ended up with cancer but never had to be hungry again and he new what it meant to finally be loved...............}


I am a black gelding with  white blaze & socks, Percheron cross. I would like to tell you my story, as   a colt I was stuck in a barn full of horses with my fate unknown because I had been purchased by a horse dealer. One day some people came just to look & they saw me in a stall with lots of other horses the dealer thought I was a saddle bred but as you can see by my picture I’m a little stocker than one. As the people made their way through the barn I happened to catch their eye, they bought me & took me to a wonderful farm with other horses in which I made friends & got to be turned out & enjoy being a horse. As I got older I was moved again to a nice trainer who gently taught me how to wear my saddle & let people ride upon my back. They then brought me back to my happy place with my friends & people who loved me. I have never been a problem I always enjoyed carrying the different people who came to ride me, I enjoyed the attention the people gave me & always a delight to ride. I have also been   hauled to different trail rides where I always had such a funny attitude & size everyone loved me. Now due to my age & size lameness has set in I have a problem with my leg that makes me unable to be ridden but, thank goodness for my wonderful home they just let me retire with my friends. Other than my lameness& some tolerable pain I am   content with retirement. At the beginning of my pain I had lost weight & they was considering putting me down, after being turned out for the summer in green pastures I put my weight back on & got pasture sound (still unable to   ride but comfortable). So I am still at Save A Horse on retirement but could really use your financial contributions to feed,& care for me since I no longer am able to work & provide for myself {.Blaze crossed the Rainbow Bridge peacefully and very much missed.}


My name is Jerry I am an aged sorrel pony with flaxen mane and tail. I lived several years with a gentleman who cared for me  every day. I had my own little shed he put me in at night and tied me out in a huge meadow during the day carried water and hay to me and most of all always had peppermint candies in his pockets for me. Being unable to care for me anymore, one day he met Kevin at a doctor’s office and saw his Save a horse stable hat and asked him if he would be interested in me. Kevin gave him the phone number and said to call and see. Then one day a trailer came to my field to get me I wondered why and where I was going my owner was upset and so was I. That is how I got my new home here on August 18, 2008. I was kept in stall a few days to get used to new surroundings. When I was let out I realized there was no rope tied to me and I ran and bucked and had a new taste of freedom and made friends and it was nice to have companions. I mostly hang out with the other horses   but occasionally I have to work along with the other ponies to do pony rides this is how we do our part to keep our happy home .{Jerry had a severe colic on 4-24-2017 and had to be put to sleep at Bronws Equine Hospital. Very much missed and thought of.}

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Save A Horse Stable

165 Lightner Run Road, Sycamore, PA 15364, US

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