mytwofriends
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My little horse finally succumbed to his catalogue of back luck yesterday.
He endured a sizeable stress fracture to his radius in 2011 and dealt with four months of box rest, three of those months being on cross ties. He came back big and strong like nothing had ever happened.
He tore his DDFT in his right fore twice, dealt with two more stints of box rest totalling about eight months. He was turned away and semi retired, but the vet saw him and was amazed at his progress and cleared me to ride him gently, gradually building up but keeping a close eye. He got stronger and stronger and was going great guns.
Until Easter Monday when he was found three legged in the field. This time his right hind.
We found two tiny puncture wounds. Two weeks later he was gone. The vets don't know 100% that it was an adder, but a neighbour overlooking his field said she'd seen one on her driveway.
Scans showed his tendon had deteriorated to the point where he'd have to have endured at least six months' more box rest with a 50/50 chance of becoming paddock sound. No way would I put my brave little warrior through that, not at 18.
We said goodbye.
I'm sure going to miss him.
Thank you for reading. It's helped to offload with fellow horse lovers.
He endured a sizeable stress fracture to his radius in 2011 and dealt with four months of box rest, three of those months being on cross ties. He came back big and strong like nothing had ever happened.
He tore his DDFT in his right fore twice, dealt with two more stints of box rest totalling about eight months. He was turned away and semi retired, but the vet saw him and was amazed at his progress and cleared me to ride him gently, gradually building up but keeping a close eye. He got stronger and stronger and was going great guns.
Until Easter Monday when he was found three legged in the field. This time his right hind.
We found two tiny puncture wounds. Two weeks later he was gone. The vets don't know 100% that it was an adder, but a neighbour overlooking his field said she'd seen one on her driveway.
Scans showed his tendon had deteriorated to the point where he'd have to have endured at least six months' more box rest with a 50/50 chance of becoming paddock sound. No way would I put my brave little warrior through that, not at 18.
We said goodbye.
I'm sure going to miss him.
Thank you for reading. It's helped to offload with fellow horse lovers.
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hugs xxxx
