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I just had my beautiful beautiful youngster put to sleep.
This morning I found him in the field barely able to stand, after he had obviously smashed through fencing and broken open a pheasant feeder. My OH filled the feeder last night, so Kai ate approximately 15kg of corn.
He had dreadful diarrhea, was sweating, staggering, grinding his teeth in pain and his eyes were horribly bloodshot.
The vet came out and said that in clinical trials the maximum amount of corn a horse has been fed is 5kg - which is known to kill them. She said that essentially he had poisoned himself, and that although he wasn't too colicky, he had the beginnings of severe toxic laminitis already, and that surgery would only give him a 20% chance of making it. If we operated he would have had no quality of life, and never would have been ridden again.
So he went peacefully at 11:30am after lots of cuddles. As he was injected he neighed at the top of his lungs, and our other three horses called back to him.
I can't believe it. I've known him since he was born, and I bought him 3yrs ago. He was only six, and was just about to go off to school to be re-backed and brought into proper work after being turned away to finish growing.
My lovely boy Kai (registered as Wafting Morag) is gone. I don't know what to do with myself.
This morning I found him in the field barely able to stand, after he had obviously smashed through fencing and broken open a pheasant feeder. My OH filled the feeder last night, so Kai ate approximately 15kg of corn.
He had dreadful diarrhea, was sweating, staggering, grinding his teeth in pain and his eyes were horribly bloodshot.
The vet came out and said that in clinical trials the maximum amount of corn a horse has been fed is 5kg - which is known to kill them. She said that essentially he had poisoned himself, and that although he wasn't too colicky, he had the beginnings of severe toxic laminitis already, and that surgery would only give him a 20% chance of making it. If we operated he would have had no quality of life, and never would have been ridden again.
So he went peacefully at 11:30am after lots of cuddles. As he was injected he neighed at the top of his lungs, and our other three horses called back to him.
I can't believe it. I've known him since he was born, and I bought him 3yrs ago. He was only six, and was just about to go off to school to be re-backed and brought into proper work after being turned away to finish growing.
My lovely boy Kai (registered as Wafting Morag) is gone. I don't know what to do with myself.
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