Best Friends Animal Sanctuary
Welcome to Best Friends Animal Sanctuary. I’m Leopold, and this is MY office: Horse Haven.
It’s my job to make sure NO ONE gets into the pantry, and with more than 40 horses, mules and donkeys to feed, that’s a big pantry. I don’t care how big or small you are, if you don’t work here and you aren’t on my list, you can’t come in.
A dog came sniffing around for scraps the other day, and since he wasn’t on the list, I had to chase him off. He apologized profusely, said his name was Oso and he’d come here from a humane society in Santa Fe. I said that’s great, but whether you’re from Santa Fe or Santa Claus, you’re in the wrong place and you gotta leave now. Dogtown is that way.
See, despite what you might hear about me stealing food from people, I’M the one who’s getting rid of the food thieves. Unattended food attracts all sorts, you know. LIKE DOGS.
And sometimes, the fastest way to take care of it is to eat it myself. It’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make. You’re welcome.
Sometimes, the deer and turkeys who live in the canyon come poking around for the horses’ leftovers. Since they’re not technically stealing from the pantry, I let them slide. Plus, they bring all sorts of news from around the Sanctuary, and I LIKE TO KNOW WHAT’S GOING ON. If you’re interested, I can share what I hear with YOU, too.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I see someone taking his eyes off his sandwich. THEY NEVER LEARN.