I was single handed at the end and was drug a few times--I just hung in there.
I had just prayed and hoped, and I seen the boss coming in with the trucks and trailers. We had only had communication with the police--we lost our cell phones and other phones the first night.
We worked together the whole time. The whole crew works like a family. Mr. Sheldon made sure I had a home to stay in, and we're all in the house (Mitchell, his father, and Stewart in east Baton Rouge). We've just been sticking together like family. I hadn't heard from some of my family, then I did...everyone's OK now, and so I can rest.
I wasn't leaving. If you love animals like I love animals, you'd stick with it, too. We did what we had to do to save them.
Finances would help, anything they can spare, it doesn't have to be much. The business is gone. All three of us are in the same house and running out of money and food.
It wasn't about being a hero or nothing like that. It was just the love of an animal, and I wasn't going to leave them at all. I own two horses of my own with my dad, and we can't find them---we're still kind of shook up about that.
When they came to get us, I was glad to see my father again, glad to get the animals out, glad to be alive. I'm sorry I lost three though...I was trying to get them all out.
We had them tied to the park fence and gave them enough rope so that they could eat. We had feed buckets from the stable and we were keeping them fed and watered and exercised, and we'd let them graze. I was walking in chest-high water and carrying feed and making sure they ate.
We got them out right after the storm and kept them in the walls of the stable.
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