Jadzia

They are ready to take away Jadzia!! $225 will make them turn the engine off.
Ottus did it!!
Because he had you.

Eyes.
Those eyes of hers.
Sadness. Horror.
She’s never been in a place like this.

I know what you’re thinking.
It is a bottomless well.

Jadzia is about 20 years apart from Ottus, when it comes to age but it doesn’t matter to the slaughterhouse. They take everything.

Jadzia’s host died.
He held her just as she was.
Becoming blind but can still carry.
He bought her from a neighbor 2 months ago. He gave her a piece of lawn. And a barn.

In return, she gave him the company he hadn’t had for years. Because it’s important to have something to get up for in the morning. This saying becomes even more meningful, at the end of life.

And the end has come.
Faster than everyone thought.
Time took the host, the lawn and the place in the barn.
Hid son sold the cows quickly.
And Jadzia.

And Jadzia is standing here today.
Stands as she once stood at the market.
She looks at us, tilting her head because she can’t see us clearly.

According to the dealer, she is five months pregnant.
And of course, the law prohibits the slaughter of foals.
Except that there is no USG station at the entrance to the slaughterhouse. Because it’s not in anyone’s interest.

Only Jadzia’s
But no one is interested in Jadzia’s interests.

She’s the last one before this weekend.
I will give my $25. That’s all I can do. And I’m begging You to join me even if just with a dollar.

Jadzia has only has us.
Her baby too.
And although she will probably soon lose her sight completely, I promise you that if you come to us in June – and stand by her side, she will know that it is you.