A Million Voices for Mustangs

Public Comments regarding the Oregon South Steens gather scheduled for Aug 15 2024

Mustang Meg KEEP THE WEST WILD
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Never let the dust settle, be their voice.
Got something to say about wild horses and b***o management? With integrity stand tall and be their voice. Here is contact information to lawmakers in DC . Save it, share it, and use at will.

My personal talking points? It’s a complex situation, but here are a few at the top of my list:

Cremello and Perlino - pale/white horses with blue eyes aka double dilutes - no culling for color.
In addition, killing of horses before, during, or after gather operations need to be well-documented with photographic evidence available to the public as needed, for transparency.
Welfare cases should be addressed with sanctuaries first to see if there is rehabilitation, help, or refuge available to the animal if adoption is not possible.

No *permanent* chemical (GonaCon) or surgical sterilization. Removing the hormone component changes natural behaviors of free roaming mustangs, bands, and herds in their complex wild society. Permanent sterilization creates nothing different from domestic well mannered pasture pets or docile farm-like animals.
To suppress population growth, instead use proven and effective contraception, such as PZP with successful field use and research over the last 30 years, and effective across species. Lasts 1-2 years.

Blm state field offices should work more closely with citizen groups who closely document specific herds, for input or recommendations.

For the wild ones never leave a stone unturned, and never let the dust settle.

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CONTACT INFORMATION

I'm often asked how or who to contact about America's wild horses and b***os, so here is the info in one post.
Various Contact info from state to the federal level:

Wild Horse and B***o Information Call Center
866-4MUSTANGS (866-468-7826)
email: [email protected]
https://www.blm.gov/whb

State and District Level Offices:
https://www.blm.gov/programs/wild-horse-and-b***o/contacts

To contact your Senators and Representatives - call the switchboard at 202-224-3121

Also:

•The Honorable:
US Senate
Washington DC 20510
www.Senate.gov

•President:
The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW
Washington DC, 20500
Comments 202-456-1111
Switchboard 202-456-1414
Fax: 202-456-2461

•Secretary:
Department of the Interior
1849 C Street, N.W.
Washington DC 20240
Phone: 202-208-3100
Fax: 202-208-6956
E-Mail: [email protected]

In 1971, the BLM was put in charge of implementing the Wild Free-Roaming Horses and B***os Act. The U.S. Senate stated:
"An intensive management program of breeding, branding, and physical care would destroy the very concept that this legislation seeks to preserve, leaving the animals alone to fend for themselves and placing primary emphasis on protecting the animals from continued slaughter and harassment by man."
PUBLIC LAW 92-195-DEC. 15, 1971: https://www.govinfo.gov/content/pkg/STATUTE-85/pdf/STATUTE-85-Pg649.pdf

Protect to Preserve... and keep the WILD in our WEST!
~Mustang Meg

About the photo: Part of the GoldDust series. Camping on the range woke up to the sound of mustangs playing nearby. This is a c**t in the Cruiser band July 2020.

South Steens HMA of SE Oregon had a large gather in Sept removing 753 mustangs. 22 euthanized for pre-existing conditions, 11 of which were cremellos, most of the cremellos on that range....

Mid September the 2022 Steens gather concluded with 753 horses captured and at the facility with 22 horses euthanized for pre-existing conditions, 11 of which were cremellos which a number of Steens Oregon photographers have documented over the years. Some of the photo-documented cremellos have not been seen (MIA) but we’re still waiting to learn their whereabouts and will update as we learn more. We still hope to find them.

Update: A page was created by a concerned citizen and photographer seeking transparency and answers: The Survivor Project: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100088076816473&mibextid=LQQJ4d
They filed for and received the FOIA report: https://www.facebook.com/share/p/TULaxmUVeVqdTHG9/?mibextid=WC7FNe

New video by Scott Beckstead a well regarded and known advocate for wild horses and b***os put this video out there about the cremello situation. While I don’t agree with the statement that the agency “loves killing horses” but like to many of us, it’s a sad situation and he’s seeking answers:
https://www.facebook.com/567684365/posts/10159371321954366/?mibextid=cr9u03 (if the links do not work, copy/paste, and I’ve also added them in the comments).

About this album: I’ve been getting many questions regarding the 11 cremellos euthanized on Steens, often asking about specific cremello mustangs. So decided this was the best way to provide more info and to be able to see their photos, including links to photos on a shared tracking page (various photographers over the years. - South Steens Wild Horses). For each horse I also selected a story I wrote of an experience I had with them on the range a few years ago to help jog memories. I am not saying they were indeed euthanized but rather unaccounted yet, or not yet seen on the range. Hope is running low for Survivor, as he was documented as captured, but no where to be found…. and in September turned 4. Khaleesi c**t was seen at the facility, she was thought to also be there, but last was told was not her. She is MIA. Info will be updated as we learn more.

Was this Steens gather necessary? Absolutely. Water was drying up all over the range on Steens and one waterhole was left for the remaining horses, water has been hauled in.

At this point, still hoping somewhere somehow these horses will show up:

Survivor: https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=657590215727020&set=a.657608992391809
Sandor: https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=657590225727019&set=pcb.657609012391807
Aspen: https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=657590202393688&set=pcb.657609012391807
Ghost: https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=657590205727021&set=pcb.657609012391807
Centaur: https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=657594812393227&set=pcb.657609012391807
Khaleesi: https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=657590212393687&set=pcb.657609012391807 (believed to be at the facility per recent report).

Other cremellos unaccounted for were from the Sultan, Dante', and Wicasa bands.

Cremellos are among some of my favorites to photograph as they seem the closest we'll ever come to mystical horses legends are written about. They're stunning double dilutes of the cream gene, and they're as close to white as possible with stunning ice blue eyes. There are also perlinos, which are similar in all, but tend to have redder under-tones in the cream color (Durango would be a good example). Sultan band also had an outstanding perlino young stallion as well.

For now, we know for a fact that 4-yr old Survivor was documented several times as having been captured and in holding on the range, but to-date has not been located at the holding facility in Hines, OR. The other horses I'm sharing in this cremello album (outside of Khaleesi, who is believed to be in a pen at the facility at this time, with c**t weanling Merengo), have not yet been seen or documented to date. Several photographers have been out to the range to find more cremellos like Survivor... so far one we have seen but not one we have documented in the past. As for the others.... nothing but crickets.
We are still holding out hope to find some of these incredible cremello mustangs of Steens.

Cremellos and perlinos used to be thought to have eye conditions or subject to them, however, nothing of the nature has been observed in the cremellos in the wild to date, over the ten years of documenting these horses. In fact their skin and eye areas appear less irritated to the summer sun then some white-faced pintos. We have numerous images of cremellos and their eyes on our page South Steens Wild Horses.
Here is more about cremellos- just one example of many google researches:
https://ihearthorses.com/all-about-the-beautiful-cremello-horse/

Gather daily stats, including horses euthanized at the 2022 South Steens gather: https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=657595069059868&set=a.657608992391809

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double dilute- pale or ‘white’ aka cremello horses in mythology
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_horses_in_mythology

If you have something to say to the agency in terms of wildhorse and b***o management, I’ve compiled a list of contact information here click the pic to open:
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=826401785512528&set=a.10158717834863956&type=3&mibextid=cr9u03

Pencil art "Mesteno" by Mustang Meg

"Mesteno"
Limited edition: 100 Signed & Numbered
16x20 Graphite/pencil Giclee Prints
$100 (15 for shipping US)
Worldwide shipping (message me for more info)
Signed: Mustang Meg
Status: Now Available

Print Update: Received the next small batch of the L/E 100 of Mesteño. There are not many left of this limited edition of 100 signed & numbered prints. Message me if you would like a Mesteno print. Within the photo description is information about the image how it came about, how long I worked on it, and so on. The latest set will be here in the next few days.

"Mesteno" (the untamed)
I have worked on Mesteno well over a year off and on. Sometimes I worked in a nonstop frenzy, sometimes I put it away for a long stretch until I felt creative and needed to get lost in the details ... work on his mane was intense as my OCD pet likes to make me follow details of the original image... though sometimes the more unrestrained side will over-ride and add our own "wild hairs".
Every pencil mark represents a feeling or emotion ... Happiness, joy, giddyness, sadness, anger, grief, ambiguousness, disbelief, love, and elation, and everything in-between. Art allows me to express my creative energy, as well as a way of coping by immersing myself in the details. The work on the mane was a mind-bender at times, and a bit mindboggling, but let me tell you in this sometimes upside-down world, getting lost in the detail has been my reprieve.

"It is only through shadows that one comes to know the light." - Catherine of Siena

Video (3 min) signing the first print of Mesteno https://fb.watch/l-NJEd5gcC/?mibextid=v7YzmG


My Subscribers had first dibs at low numbers of the edition of 100. Prints will be titled, numbered, and signed "Mustang Meg". Reserved prints are on a spreadsheet and will be shipped in chronological order- 'first reserved, first served' and so on until the edition of only 100 is sold out.
* For those wondering about the original, I'm still on the fence, as I usually keep them, but I may consider a silent auction (it measures 13.75 x 17). That will be announced later.

Mesteno benefits the work I do in terms of mustangs. At the end of the year I also donate a portion of proceeds to an organization doing important work for our wild horses and b***os, as well as our nation's Veterans.

How did this piece come about?
The reference photo I used is one I have loved for years early in my advocacy work of a mustang stallion in Nevada with thick long mane adorned with windknots for miles 🙂 The photo reference is the gracious courtesy of friend and photographer, Phillip Adams of page Nevada Wilds - Wild Horse Photography. Although this stallion is no longer with us, this image has always been kicking at the back of my mind.... and time to let the untamed one run!

More info or reserve your own- send me a message (fastest response), or email me at [email protected] . Include your email address, and I will send you an invoice for it. Please put "Mesteno" on the subject line. I usually handle all cards via paypal. Venmo is an option as well.

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Wild Mustangs of August by Mustang Meg Visiting a mustang range we’ve been tracking and photo-documenting over ten years on a SE Oregon range, follow the adventures on FB - Mustang Meg.August 3-7...

Happy Independence Day!

Strength, Spirit, Determination and Resilience ..... I love this Land! Happy Birthday America!
And who better to represent the perseverance and resolve of this great land than our legendary Oregon stallion Survivor!

All my life I heard my dad say "Never take Freedom for Granted." I understand this now more than ever.

As we celebrate our nation's freedom, we honor the courageous men and women who have served and those dedicated to preserving it. Hope you have the opportunity to shake the hand of a Veteran, and our valued first responders! Have a wildly wonderful Independence Day!

About Survivor~ He was born late in the year as a small frail c**t to an elder mare. Something at the time seemed a bit off... he stepped funny at times, sometimes lifting his knees higher like he was stepping over something, but wasn't. His vision was good as he easily watched me at any distance and visual/behavioral responses were appropriate to the situation.
I chewed my nails watching the weather in the southeast corner of the state that first winter... I thought of him often.... especially hearing of severe storms and freezing temperatures on the mountain, and an extended winter season well into spring, it seemed, and his frail aged mother with not much to forage on in the dark cold winter, for his milk. His odds looked bleak.
My first trip out there at the end of winter, delighted to find this little white beacon in the hills- it was Survivor! As I got closer, double delighted to see Mother Nature was rather generous and gave him the thickest winter coat I had ever seen- so wooly was this little thing that I couldn't help but chuckle when I was his face. Survive he did!
As a yearling he suffered a massive wide gash stripping his hide across his whole hip. We crossed our fingers it would heal without complications. That it did. Not long after, stallions fought violently over his mother when he was just a little older and ended up being run out of the band earlier than usual from the upheaval of feuding stallions and poor Noelle being pingponged between them... this beginning his bachelor life fairly early. He was initially a solitary c**t, but later we found him hanging out with another young stallion, Bolero, he grew up with, and from then on his little brotherhood grew.
Someone fairly recently asked if I thought Survivor would ever mature into a full-fledged edgy fighting stallion and possibly acquire mares of his own. Up until then to me he seemed too mellow and told them that some just stay mild and end up as perpetual bachelors... and that I never saw initiative or any form of aggression.... often napping in the juniper shade, or mildly playing with other bachelors, but nothing to make me think differently he would have enough "edge" to go rogue.
Well.... This last May, I found him limping.. fairly badly and resting among the junipers... Poor boy, I thought. Some buddy bachelors came over, he limped to them half way and they started to play. The play got harder, and Survivor more insistent.... His lame leg didn't even occur to him. He played so hard, and even roughly, and I was something new in this once frail and docile c**t... he was acting like a stallion! More young bachelors came in and he took them all on.... you would never ever believe it was the same horse with a bum leg... So I grabbed a bunch of pictures, and this was one of them, which I used for this wonderful day of celebrating the strength and resiliency of our nation.
Gosh, I had to laugh.... I think I was off the mark a bit when I replied to the person asking about him. What I saw that day with the other young stallions, Survivor was BOSS.... he's learned to not only survive adversity and thrive despite it... perhaps even thrive because of it... making him stronger.... rising above.
Time tells the best stories.

Here is the original image of Survivor: https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=585608946258481&set=a.10158064718098956

Here is his album on my MustangWild website, scroll down through the story to see the pics of him, you can even see him as a bitty baby: https://www.mustangwild.com/p245361927

Keep the WILD in our WEST... and our WEST WILD!
~Mustang Meg

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Journal story by Mustang Meg ... living wild out west!

Emerald Eyes
As a kid I had the good fortune to go on a horseback riding vacation with a friend of mine to Desert Hot Springs for a week during summer break- and under a full-moon. The host/riding instructor we stayed with had a house full of cats she'd saved from coyotes, abandonments or drop-off, or the desert itself at one time or another. Her cats were all different sizes, shapes and colors, much like her horses. But this isn't a story about cats. We stayed there during the week of a full-moon because we were able to only ride at night as it was unbearably hot during the day in this beautiful but harsh desert of southern California.

Although I've been on horses since I started toddling about, it's here I first learned about real riding by using minimal aids, and ba****ck. I enjoyed learning to ride without a saddle at a walk, trot, and lope without the aid of stirrups. My riding balance, posture, and confidence grew with every ride. I learned to ride pretty well because we rode every day and into the night. We rode so much that we had to switch to fresh horses, giving the winded ones a break.

Over the course of the week, we had a grand time laughing it up, and kids being kids... came up with other ideas we found entertaining, whether it was licking salt blocks, sitting in the water trough, or throwing dried cowpies and horse-apples at eachother, the list of mischief was endless. But riding ba****ck by the light of a moon was nothing short of icing on this cupcake and an adventure for a horse-crazy kid. Being an animal lover I felt right at home surrounded by many different animals. But besides cats and horses, I met another critter in this wild desert nebula.

All day long in the house during the intense heat, my friend and I anticipated being outdoors and riding horses after sundown, and finally be out of the sweltering stuffy indoors full of cats, no such thing as air-conditioning out here. The house was inundated with cats, cats everywhere. And cats being cats, all were mostly sleeping up high or down low, in sunlit areas and dark corners. There were cats on the counters, the coffee table, anywhere there was sitting or walking space. While we snuggled our favorites, we would talk & breathe horses, draw horses, or play with horse models. If we weren't doing that, we were watching movies with horses ... and you guessed it, with a cat asleep on top of the television set. But as soon as the sun hid it's burning rays, followed by the handsome orange moon, we got ready for our outdoor adventures. When the moon showed it's round face over the desert horizon, we eagerly changed into our riding jeans, boots and tank tops, tripping over cats running out the door to head for the dry dusty paddock with halters in hand, searching for our favorite horses... mine was always black. Good to breathe the fresh desert air!

Though the sun went down, the air was still much like a convection oven. We weren't going to work the horses until it had a chance to cool down more. There was a tackroom next to the outdoor arena with all our supplies. When it got a bit cooler and darker, we used a flashlight to go into the tiny, dusty and cobweb-decorated tackroom to get brushes & bridles, and bribery treats for the horses. It was the very first night I noticed tiny little glowing emerald lights at the end of my flashlight's reach... here and there... on the floorboards as well as dark corners of the tack room. Quite the oddity I thought, but was extra stunned and surprised when I saw them move! Transfixed and unable to move my eyes away, I asked what they were and got a casual reply of "tarantulas". I about jumped out of my skin and up onto my friend. Being a kid with minimal spider experience let alone big hairy tarantulas the size of kittens, I was a bit "creeped-out" as we said back then. Strangely at the same time amazed and fascinated, I couldn't help but keep staring at the tiny glowing and motating beads of light. I focused my flashlight more directly on one for a closer look. Yup, their chunky fuzzy bodies and bountiful load of hairy angular legs confirmed their identities.

After some time I managed to pick my jaw up off the floorboards and return my mind to earth, by brain was recalculating trying to acclimate to the idea of these green-eyed beings sharing my space. Not crazy about the new found idea of them in close proximity to myself, but wanting to "cowgirl up" ..... I managed to peel myself off my unsympathetic and laughing friend. Once on the ground in the darkness I was keenly aware of my feet and afraid to step where I couldn't see. I didn't dare step backward without the flashlight around my feet, because I didn't want to step on one.. they were much too big, and I would surely feel one beneath my boot. But kids being of a resilient nature, I eventually got used to the whole idea of desert tarantulas and chalked us up to being more badassy then ever. I enjoyed shining my light on these critters sporting 5 o'clock shadows to watch them scurry away. I became brave enough, I wandered around looking for more ... 'Brave' that is, but with three stipulations: as long as they kept moving from me, did not hold their ground and stair back, or dart in my direction. Satisfied that I hailed the power, my thoughts raced back to the horses tied to the railing waiting for a couple distractible kids. The wide-open desert... moonlight, horses, a laughing friend, and crazy glowing emerald eyes... it doesn't get better than this, I thought and glad they were part of our desert world.

The tarantulas and their tiny green eyes in the darkness became part of the captivation of the southwest desert and the magic of that time in my life, all with a kid's big sense, thirst, and quest for adventure and simple amazement. I grew up with the fortune of being outdoors, and many of my adventures were with horses. Every kid in my opinion should at some point in their lives feel grit between their teeth, grab a fist full of horse-hair in a full gallop ba****ck, feel soft breath and a velvety nose of a horse on their cheek, hear a welcoming nicker, have a good old-fashioned horse-hair sandwich, and be truly in awe.... amazed, and inspired by nature and all it's amazing gifts. Even tiny moving emeralds in the dark.

Here are a few images of my diaries, and pages/excerpts within...
https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.491015092384534&type=3

Keep the WILD in our WEST, and our WEST WILD!
Sonya, aka Mustang Meg

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Link takes you to the vid of wild horses over the capture quota being released on Steens in Se Oregon ...

Not sure if we've ever shared here this video of some of the South Steens being released ... horses over the capture quota of a small 100-horse bait-trap gather in 2017 (Shaman, Valor, and a trailer load of mares): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RK-n4KJI62I

"Not much riles me up, but when I reread what I wrote last year, I got a little hot under my collar recalling manipulations to drum up sympathies to justify and pressure removal agendas.... and it was at the time of heavily pregnant mares at the start of foaling season... The "emergency" was not recognized as an immediate need, gratefully.
If something moves your emotional needle, don't assume it's truth. How do you combat this? Do your research, understand agendas, and consider the source. And keep the west WILD!"

Propaganda, the art of the Alarmist
Propaganda: noun 1. information, especially of a biased or misleading nature, used to promote or publicize a particular political cause or point of view.

Propaganda tools are designed to twist and manipulate a circumstance to justify actions and/or achieve a goal. Opportunistic propagandists will stop at nothing, always looking for ways to wedge in their manipulative agenda. If they're not hunting around photographing a shallow playa bed which expectedly dries early in the season and crying that the range is drying up - stirring up hysteria to the less knowing public, or photographing stressed horses who have dropped in weight from their new situation in a holding facility a few weeks after capture, then they just may be seen running around scanning the ranges in the dead of winter for horses in the leaner side of the herd. I wish I could nod my head and say I'm just being sarcastic or facetious, but sadly no.

Yup. This time... bless their hearts... they (not our South Steens people, but others with their own more sinister agendas) are driving up and down mustang ranges, looking for the leanest horses they can find to share to their circles to drum up their extremist posse as well as the well-meaning but unknowing bleeding hearts in the mix. Hysteria, the prequel to their anticipated end game. The well-seasoned propagandist does not need to wield so many words, but a few trigger words and knows that their audience will do the rest. In wild horse circles, unfortunately, we see the hysteria created on both ends of the wild horse spectrum- the "do nothing" group, and the "spay or slay" enthusiasts. Frustrating... and for myself personally, annoying and predictable.... weeding through the two ends of the busiest and loudest along the spectrum scale. But it's the 80% I do this for, and for the mustangs. It's just what we do.

What is normal?
Wild horse ranges in winter will always-ALways have some horses that are leaner than others, and they tend to be lactating mares, the elder, or the injured. These are not domestic obese overfed farm animals or heavily supplemented halter horses... they're mustangs, and they are on natural ranges in seasonal progression where in winter months we will always see a percentage low in weight- that is nothing new. The actual gauge of how a range is doing is not by a few lean horses, but rather the herds as a whole. This is not to say all those labeled as "emergency gathers" have no merit, some require more attention. But many might be manipulative justification to actions. If something moves your emotional needle, don't assume what you read is truth.
How do you combat this? Do your research, understand agendas, and consider the source.

Supplemental Feeding?
Supplemental feeding is detrimental to the wild horse populations under normal winter circumstances. Feeds they are not used to can make them ill (twisted gut/bloating/colic) when introduced to feeds not natural on the ranges. Those that get through the bellyaches, may become overly acclimated to humans and in short act like critters from a petting zoo (so to speak) and over rely on humans- relying on handouts staying in one area looking for the next hay truck while degrading that local area instead of what they've done for ages - wide scale foraging and natural band & herd movements and migrations.

Yes, sad to see any horses in their lean times whether injured, elder, or nursing a foal or a combination of the above. But part of the natural order of wild horse society and not a surprise... precisely what we've seen each and every year... for me I've observed mustang herds since 1994. Prescribed gathers are still part of the equation as better range practices are implemented, such as contraception, but I resent any attempts to manipulate the system through a labeled "emergency" as emergency gathers do not require transparency to the public to observe gathers which would be detrimental during foaling season- especially on a beloved range such as the South Steens. So far the SS HMA had a full-scale helicopter gather in 2009, and approximately 100 horse per bait-trap gather in each of 2016, 2017, 2018, and a 218 horse helicopter gather in 2020.

Keep what I've said in your guard and feel free to counter the hysteria-generating attempts to once again manipulate to over-manage wild horse herds on our ranges, because it's being strewn on social media for emotional knee-jerk reactions to further personal agendas and justify actions via well-meaning readers who may not know the truth otherwise- and perhaps hoping to incite frantic phone calls to elicit an emergency gather- the end game. Truth is, "emergency gathers" don't require public transparency and observation, just ramrod an action of removal, and it's being pushed for the spring during the height of foaling season. Heinous.
With the loud extremism on both sides of the dirty coin- Remember- the truth is always in the middle.

The previous article on Propaganda- the range war:
https://www.facebook.com/mustangmeg1/photos/a.10158717834863956/10158811393808956

What can you do? Share trusted information or sources with your netposse. Also contact the state agency for your voice. Also consider contacting lawmakers in DC:
To contact your Senators and Representatives - call the switchboard at 202-224-3121 US Senate Washington DC 20510 www.Senate.gov Department of the Interior 1849 C Street, N.W. Washington DC 20240 Phone: 202-208-3100 Fax: 202-208-6956 E-Mail: [email protected]

Protect to preserve and Keep the wild in our west! MM