More than anything, our hearts ache for Amos and the pain he must be feeling over losing his life partner, his pasture-mate, his best friend, Jesse.

“And then around the bend three calves, and my heart is again in my
throat. They’re male, several months old, with bloated bellies and ears
crusted with blood where metal tags have been stapled... They look at us
with their immense doe eyes, all innocence...
“Why am I crying? Perhaps because this is a world that brutalizes cows, or
because, in their youth and innocence, these three remind me of the
innocence of all cows. Perhaps because the worst moment these three will
ever know from now on is a late dinner every now and then, and that fact
stands in such a stark contrast to the conditions we force billions to
endure. Perhaps because these animals... are tangible symbols of the goodness,
caring, and hope that sometimes seem to have disappeared from this world. Or
perhaps I’m crying simply because three didn’t die.
“We name them Rudy, Amos, and Jesse. I kiss them every day.”
— Kathy Stevens,
Where The Blind Horse Sings
It seems impossible that through this “pause,” this “shelter-in-place”
reality, this interruption of our routines, life goes on, and with it, we’re
sometimes forced to say goodbye. This week, we received the news that Jesse,
our sweet cream-colored steer, our lovable, big-kisser, good boy passed away
suddenly after suffering an apparent heart attack.
Even after 13 and a half outrageously good and beautiful years of loving and
kissing Jesse, saying goodbye to him seems unbearable. But somehow,
impossibly, we must. Together, we must begin the difficult process of
grieving someone who has come to mean so much to us. From our Animal Care
team, to our Humane Educators, our office staff, our founder, Kathy Stevens,
and to every visitor who’s gotten the chance to meet Jesse for themselves—we
will all feel this loss tremendously because to have known Jesse was to love
him.
Jesse came to us from an auction (see Note) after the
infamous Catskill Game Farm closed their doors for good. We don’t know much
about his origins, but we know that he was a Jersey cow—a breed very
commonly exploited for their milk—and the first thing he likely knew in this
world was being separated from his mother at a dairy farm.
Of the nearly 1,000 animals who went to auction that day, Jesse was one of
the 207 animals who found their happy ending. Since then, he has touched
thousands upon thousands of lives here at Catskill Animal Sanctuary, making
vegetarians and vegans, who in turn, have saved thousands upon thousands of
others just like him.
If you’ve visited us here in Saugerties, you’ve probably met him. He was
hard to miss with his big, beautiful horns and playful demeanor, and, as
always, he would not have been far from his best friend, Amos. Jesse was a
frequent stop on our public tours because of the ease with which he’d
interact with visitors, offering up slobbery cow kisses and demonstrating
above everything else how happy he was to be alive, and how much he adored
his Sanctuary life. But by far, the most remarkable thing about Jesse was
his relationship with Amos and what the two of them taught us about love and
friendship.

Jesse and Amos... Photo by Janet Holmes
Mahatma Ghandi referred to cows as a “poem of compassion,” and Jesse and
Amos were a perfect example of that. These two boys were completely devoted
to one another, hardly ever being more than a few feet apart, constantly
grooming one another, communicating in the best ways that a cow can to say,
“I love you with my whole heart. You matter to me.”
The relationships that cows form are things to be admired—they prefer to
spend their time with a small group of very dear friends, and for Jesse and
Amos, they were so devoted to one another that they didn’t ever want to know
anyone else, and so on the few occasions we might have tried to introduce
another cow into the mix, the newcomer would be surreptitiously chased out.
For these two had so much love for one another, there was simply none to
spare.
If you have had the pleasure of meeting these dear ones face to face, if
you’ve pet their gentle bodies, felt their rough tongues on your hands or
cheek, or passed a few willow leaves to eager faces over the fence, then you
already know that while adoration for Jesse ran deep for us, but no one’s
love for him was as deep as Amos’s.
One thing we’ve witnessed at Sanctuary is that animals not only understand
the finality of death, but they also mourn when a loved one passes away.
We’ve seen it time and time again, and one of the most challenging parts of
death is that hollow emptiness that only those of us who have lost someone
close to our hearts can truly understand. They feel love and loss, just as
we do.
It’s hard to write about him in the past-tense, because he lives in our
hearts, and in Amos’s heart. We are broken over this immense loss,
especially in a time that’s already so challenging, and has prevented so
many of us from having a chance to say a proper goodbye. More than anything,
our hearts ache for Amos and the pain he must be feeling over losing his
life partner, his pasture-mate, his best friend. Wherever you are, please
take a moment to hold Amos in your thoughts as you remember Jesse, and all
the goodness he brought into this world.
We will never forget you, sweet Jesse. Thank you for teaching us the
importance of friendship, and for being a true embodiment of our motto,
“Love Spoken Here.” There will hardly be a day that passes that we don’t
miss you, dear one. Run through the green pastures; you’re free.
NOTE: Catskill Animal Sanctuary—and most other
sanctuaries—do not purchase animals to save their lives, as any money spent
toward rescuing one life will simply go toward the exploitation of another.
However, an exception was made with the Catskill Game Farm, as they were
going out of business and would not be harming any more animals.
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