The morning of July 5th, 2005, I walked in the pasture to find this beautiful gift, a little brown foal born out of a percheron cross mare I bought at the auction 10 months previous to the day. I had no idea she was in foal, not sure she knew herself either. She jumped into the trailer without an ounce of hesitation as if she knew she needed to be with us. At the time we were working on setting up a group home to work with at risk youth. She was getting bigger and bigger until one day we felt him move. What an experience.
We finally met him that July morning. My clyde, Buddy, was with them watching over. My son, who was 4 years old and really into the animated movie “Brother Bear” named the new arrival after a main character. He became Keeneye.
He was special to me and special to many others. Full of love. He grew so solid in his presence. He taught me so much about listening, loving, being present, about the gift of sensitivity, the power of vulnerability and deep connection.
Keeneye shared his presence and love so well. It has been a privilege to have been his guardian and human for 16 years.