06/19/2026
The most beautiful girl in the world passed away one year ago today, at 23 years old.
Honey was a magical Belgian draft horse with breathtaking dapples, a dreamy flaxen forelock that grew past her muzzle, almond colored eyes, hooves that thundered under her and the sweetest heart to ever exist.
She had a whole life before we knew her, as the mother to four babies and stories that are surely still being told today.
She came into our lives at 10 years old while pregnant with her last son Luca (who is now 13).
She moved across the country with us and became the foundation upon which Mockingbird Farm Sanctuary was built.
Everyone who met Honey marveled at her size, and those who knew her well remember her expressive eyes (the soft and sassy), wisdom and the calm presence she so effortlessly gifted to those around her.
It was easy to love Honey.
She carried such magnitude with grace, patience and gentleness even in her very last moments in the ICU at Cornell. A day, I will truly never recover from.
We see her legacy all around us—in the animals here, in the sanctuary she helped create, and in her son Luca who continues to remind us of the remarkable mare who came before him.
Honey proved that true power can be gentle, that strength can be tender, and that love, despite the pain of inevitable loss is always always worth it.
Honey was our beginning. She was our matriarch. She was remarkable and she was home.
We miss you, Honey. Thank you for everything.
