I wasn’t planning to brave the Boxing Day madness at the mall today — I’ll blame my friend Sandra.
She told me that in order to put more fun (and less expense) into Christmas Day, her family was going to gift each other exclusively from the dollar store.
I casually mentioned the idea to my sister and … next thing you know… we were slated to do the same thing on Boxing Day at my Dad’s place in Cambridge, Ont.
Trouble is, in my usual last-minute-shopper fashion, that meant rushing over to said Dollarama this morning.
I visited this mall for a while and was tickled to see their new assortment of kiddie rides.
I know what you’re thinking — I need to branch out in the good deed department. But when I spotted one ride designed as a mini-carousel — complete with three saddled ponies — I could not resist slipping in a few coins to give the next group of young equestrians a free ride.
I’m a sucker for merry-go-rounds and hop on them any chance I get. And if this one hadn’t been so tiny, I would’ve saddled up myself (and either toppled the thing over or broken the back of my little pony).
Speaking of ponies, I’d like to commend the Globe and Mail newspaper for featuring a heartwarming story about a horse rescue on their front page today, instead of the usual doom and gloom.
Today’s headline read “Dashing through the snow: Town unites to rescue trapped horses.” And the subhead: “In a corner of B.C. hit hard by mill closings, residents dig through snow for a week in a ‘totally selfless’ effort.”
It went on to describe how, a week before Christmas, two starving horses had been discovered in British Columbia’s Rocky Mountains, trapped by towering snowdrifts.
The horses had been trapped for so long their hip bones jutted out, their backs were blanketed by ice and tails encrusted in urine.
Logan Jeck, 21, came upon them when he was retrieving two tourists’ snowmobiles. Once word spread about the pair, the whole village of McBride, B.C., pulled together and spent a full week digging an exit passage for the horses (after all other possible rescue methods were deemed impractical).
Volunteers also hauled in blankets and hay and donated money for fuel and supplies.
Horse trainer Birgit Stutz travelled morning and night to care for the horses until the passage could be finished. Then, two days before Christmas, the three-year-old mare, older gelding and their rescuers trekked seven hours down the mountain to safety.
Ms. Stutz didn’t even have time to put up a Christmas tree or do any Christmas shopping this year.
“But it seems like the best Christmas ever,” she told a reporter. “You realize these are the most important things in life — to help something that needs help.”