Winnie Award Winner at the Equus Film Festival. Best Equine Rescue book.
Dinky: The Nurse Mare’s Foal is the story of one little foals fight for survival after being taken from his mother within hours of his birth. Dinky, takes us on a poignant trip through the heart and mind of an animal, who was born for the sole purpose of producing milk in the mare. In the elite world of horses, Dinky was considered a by-product, a ‘junk foal.’
Dinky: The Nurse Mare’s Foal is the story of one little foals fight for survival after being taken from his mother within hours of his birth. Dinky, takes us on a poignant trip through the heart and mind of an animal, who was born for the sole purpose of producing milk in the mare. In the elite world of horses, Dinky was considered a by-product, a ‘junk foal.’
Dinky’s story will resonate with animal lovers, as well as anyone who has adopted. Although a horse, his story has been called an adoption story. The reader can follow him through the heartbreak, cruelty, loneliness, and finally to happiness in his forever home. His story is based on true events. Each event from the moment the author met Dinky actually happened, though it is the author’s interpretation of what he might have been thinking and feeling during the occasions described in his story. His early life which is unknown has been fictionalized by the author and constructed through research and imagination.
There are many wonderful animal rescue leagues, many are very empathic to these young animals, though some are not. Since Ms. Bishop has no knowledge of Dinky’s early days she used the latter to enhance the strength of his story.
It will break your heart, open your eyes, lift you up, and teach you much about horses. It is suitable for all ages.
REVIEW
“Dinky stole a part of my soul!” By Leyla Atke
This review is from: “Dinky: The Nurse Mare’s Foal”
“Dinky: The Nurse Mare’s Foal” by Marta Moran Bishop is a fascinating story about a small unfortunate foal which was taken away from his mother in the first hours of his birth. In her book, talented Marta Moran Bishop tells the real story of her life through the eyes of a little unfortunate animal.
Dinky’s story reminds me of slavery. How can people be so cruel to animals? How can one take a small helpless child from his mother and condemn it to miserable existence or death for financial gain?
Sufferings of a little unfortunate foal affected all corners of my soul and turned it upside down. It kept my emotions high. I read this book, full of compassion and empathy to the little foal. In some places it was impossible to hold back the tears, especially when Dinky recalled his mother and begged to shelter him.
I wanted to yell, “I’m Dinky. I know if I’m loved, I’ll be sweet and smart.”
It was hard to remember my mother now. She was just a dream in my head. Maybe she didn’t honestly tell me those things. Perhaps, it was as Lucky always said – wishful thinking. Her voice and smell were so hazy now. Would someone want me, as they wanted Lucky and Kaylee? “Please, let someone want me,” I whispered.
It was hard to remember my mother now. She was just a dream in my head. Maybe she didn’t honestly tell me those things. Perhaps, it was as Lucky always said – wishful thinking. Her voice and smell were so hazy now. Would someone want me, as they wanted Lucky and Kaylee? “Please, let someone want me,” I whispered.
Thoughts and emotions of Dinky, described by Marta’s words are amazing in their simplicity and originality. I am absolutely sure that if Dinky could speak he would not have said it better than Marta. Reading Dinky, I understood that Marta is very unusual and extraordinary woman who like no other can understand the thoughts and feelings of horses. Moreover, she can speak horse!
After going through all the torments of hell, miserable little Dinky finally finds his home and family in the faces of Marta, Ken, Chrome and Connella. Dinky, Chrome and Connella created their own small herd.
The book impressed me not only by the plot, but by bright and soulful descriptions of episodes.
“Falling asleep, I dreamed of my mother and again heard her words, “Dinky, you are smart. You are beautiful. You will grow big and strong. Someday you might be white like me when you grow up.”
In my dream I told her all about my new life. I told her all about my new life. I told her of the trials and sorrows, the hunger and fear of the first months, and how much I had missed her and hoped to one day see her again. I told her of Lucky and that without him I might not have made it. And I told her of Chrome, Connella, Ken, Marta, and our home. We talked about my birthday party, the fun I had, and what Uncle Kris had said to Marta and Ken earlier. I told her I was learning the ways of my herd and had a forever family who loved me and nuzzled me when I needed it. We talked about the different bugs, the snow, the birds, the sweetness of the grass, and the feel of the wind in my mane. “Mama, I will grow up gentle as Chrome, yet strong and sure too.” But most of all, we talked of how I survived the pain we both felt when we were separated so long ago, and how happy I now was. “Mama, the fear and pain grow dimmer each day, and all humans aren’t like the wicked men that separated us. Oh, Mama, some humans can even learn to speak horse.”
In my dream I told her all about my new life. I told her all about my new life. I told her of the trials and sorrows, the hunger and fear of the first months, and how much I had missed her and hoped to one day see her again. I told her of Lucky and that without him I might not have made it. And I told her of Chrome, Connella, Ken, Marta, and our home. We talked about my birthday party, the fun I had, and what Uncle Kris had said to Marta and Ken earlier. I told her I was learning the ways of my herd and had a forever family who loved me and nuzzled me when I needed it. We talked about the different bugs, the snow, the birds, the sweetness of the grass, and the feel of the wind in my mane. “Mama, I will grow up gentle as Chrome, yet strong and sure too.” But most of all, we talked of how I survived the pain we both felt when we were separated so long ago, and how happy I now was. “Mama, the fear and pain grow dimmer each day, and all humans aren’t like the wicked men that separated us. Oh, Mama, some humans can even learn to speak horse.”
Dinky: The Nurse Mare’s Foal by Marta Moran Bishop stole a part of my soul. It is suitable for people of all ages. I highly recommend this book!
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