MrsElle
Well-Known Member
Someone I know asked if I would consider taking on an ex racer. I didn't want another horse, tempting as the offer was, so decided against it.
The situation was getting dire. The grazing was running out, and I started worrying about this mare. Then I did a bit of digging.
Oh my, the life the poor girl has had
She was given to a stable lass as a three year old, having failed to make the grade and never raced. The stable lass took her to the sales, where she was bought very cheaply for a teenager with no experience. Mare languished in a field for two years, unhandled, until she was sold again. However, there was a problem loading her and the poor girl ended up tearing her chest open somehow. Someone on the yard ended up buying her instead, so she was safe, and spent a lot of money on vet fees, getting her better. Unfortunately she was in no position to keep the mare, having got her as a pity buy, so loaned her out to someone else. To cut a long story short, in the three years since leaving the track, she has had seven owners/keepers. Following the loading incident she has been reluctant to load (understandably), but will do with time and patience. Unfortunately, at some point someone didn't have that and spent three hours trying to beat her into a lorry. She still carries the scars 
There was other stuff going on too, but it would take me ages to go tell what the poor girl has been through.
She is home with me, and is not going anywhere.
She is a loving girl, adores cuddles, is a bombproof hack, although green in the school, and while I wasn't planning on getting back in the saddle anytime soon, after her back and teeth have been done and a new saddle fitted, I will get an instructor out to give us a few lessons to get us up and running.
Unfortunately this won't be an isolated case of TB abuse. The problem is that they are either given away or sold for peanuts to people who rode a donkey on the beach at Scarborough when they were 6 and think they know it all.
I was in tears earlier, talking to ex owners/keepers and building up a history of the poor girl, but feeling brighter now and looking forward to seeing her come out of her shell and blossom
The situation was getting dire. The grazing was running out, and I started worrying about this mare. Then I did a bit of digging.
Oh my, the life the poor girl has had
There was other stuff going on too, but it would take me ages to go tell what the poor girl has been through.
She is home with me, and is not going anywhere.
She is a loving girl, adores cuddles, is a bombproof hack, although green in the school, and while I wasn't planning on getting back in the saddle anytime soon, after her back and teeth have been done and a new saddle fitted, I will get an instructor out to give us a few lessons to get us up and running.
Unfortunately this won't be an isolated case of TB abuse. The problem is that they are either given away or sold for peanuts to people who rode a donkey on the beach at Scarborough when they were 6 and think they know it all.
I was in tears earlier, talking to ex owners/keepers and building up a history of the poor girl, but feeling brighter now and looking forward to seeing her come out of her shell and blossom