“Following Justice’s Journey.” As the brilliant sun slowly sank in the western skies, I saw Justice on top of a mountain, looking down into ribbons of light in the valley below as his mom sweetly nuzzled his fuzzy mane. The light surrounding them was captivating.
You could feel a cool mountain breeze blowing through the tall grass. All was calm and in harmony with nature. Justice has all he needs to survive on the range.
But he could be in danger of being caught in a BLM roundup in July in the area he knows as home, along with many other innocent horses. He deserves to live out his life in his desert home. I saved his life once, and I may have to save him again
Nelle's journey 