"God forbid that I should go to any heaven in which there are no horses" ~ RB Cunningham-Graham
Not all the mustangs in this area fare well. The two in the photo above are part of a herd of five. One can count every rib on each horse. Their bodies are covered with scars and small sores. We humans are living all over the space that use to be the domain of wild creatures. That is what we've done since realizing that we could stand and move about freely. The West, like the mid-west is suffering from unrelenting drought. It adds to the burden of this long-suffering creatures.
Rescue is not necessarily the answer. Take a look of this site from one of Willie Nelson's charitable foundations: http://willienelsonpri.com/animal-rights/6107/captured-nevada-mustangs-suffer-pigeon-fever.htm
Many horse people try to help by putting out salt licks, hay bales, grass clippings and so on. Some small herds thrive and others do not. Rain would help as well. I don't think the humans are going to leave. The fate of the mustang is fragile at best.
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