Gwiazdka

First of all, I’m sorry that today is short and perfunctory. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, it’s just that his hands go numb and he can barely click his fingers.

Secondly, I have 3 minutes because my battery won’t last any longer. 3 minutes to inform the world isn’t enough, right?

Thirdly, 3 minutes is not enough – but with you we have done greater miracles. Over 3000 miracles. For 18 years. So who’s going to stop us from having another one?

Fourth, Gwiazdka is standing here, shivering from the cold. Frost is nothing for a horse, but rain and frost are bad for them. She looks at me with his big eyes and begs me not to let dying hurt.

I won’t write what is the fifth because the clock is ticking in the last seconds. I won’t promise her that dying won’t hurt. But I want to promise her that before my phone gives up the ghost, I will click it for you and you will share it with the world.

Forgive me for making promises behind your back, but even if it all fails, Gwiazdka will go to the slaughter, one hoof at a time, full of faith and belief that the world is fighting for her.

Giving such faith in the face of death is sometimes the best thing you can give.

But we will give life to this little one today, right?

48 hours, until Wednesday evening, for this miracle of hers…