Whispering Winds is a long-term sanctuary for horses, dogs, and cats who have nowhere else to go — the senior, the disabled, the unwanted. We don't adopt out. We don't foster. Once they come through our gate, they're home.
We are so excited to share not only the horses with you, but the antics of the dogs and cats, as well as travelers who are passing through. You are the reason all this is possible.
Each one of our animals came to us with a story. Some are sad, but the outcome is wonderful.
Be sure to stop by often — you never know what the day brings. But around here, it's just another day.
A lot of wonderful organizations rehabilitate horses and place them in new homes — that work matters, and for years, we did it too. But every sanctuary eventually meets the ones nobody can place: the unhandled mustang in her twenties, the gelding who's completely blind, the pair of horses whose only real chance is each other. Those are the ones who live here now.
No adoption applications. No trial placements. No "available" listings with a countdown. If a horse, dog, or cat is in our care, it means they've found the one home they'll never have to leave again.
How We Got Here →
Some came off feedlots bound for slaughter. Some were surrendered by owners who could no longer manage them. Some are wild mustangs who were never meant to be handled at all. Here are a few of the horses living out their lives at Whispering Winds today.
Raised at the ranch since he was young, Brian has grown up alongside our other long-timers — still as much a troublemaker as ever.
One of four wild stallions rescued from the Alpine wild horse gathers, Black Jack stepped naturally into the role of herd leader — the other geldings simply defer to him.
An owner surrender due to economic hardship, George became the clown of the ranch — always untying lead ropes and getting into something.
Susan Pohlman has been around horses since the early 1960s. What began as one rescued mare in 1988 grew, by the mid-2000s, into one of the more vocal wild mustang rescues in the Pacific Northwest — taking in horses by the truckload from fertility studies, BLM roundups, and slaughter-bound feedlots. At its peak, the ranch cared for 80 horses.
Over the years, every horse who could be safely placed, was. What's left is by design: the thirty who couldn't be rehomed, who now live out their lives here, in a warmer climate that's kinder to aging bodies.
Our Wild Horse Story →
We've specialized in Belgian Malinois since 1999 — many of ours are retired police and military working dogs who simply need to learn how to be dogs again.
Meet the Dogs & Cats →Several of our cats were dumped near the property or tossed from moving cars. They found us instead — and they never have to wonder where their next home is again.
See Their Stories →We rely solely on donations. No government funding, no admin salaries — every dollar goes directly to hay, veterinary care, farrier work, and the specialized senior feed many of our residents need to keep weight on.
