Birker2020
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This is how I explained how I felt about horse ownership to my friend last night.
She's an equine professional and an incredibly talented one so knows just what I mean as she sees the heartache with clients everyday, the frustrations and sadness well as going through her own heartbreak with her horses, luck with horses has always alluded her too.
One horse on our yard has been on boxrest on our yard for 3 months. His owners have been incredibly diligent in his rehab and are at the stage where he's out in a postage stamp of a paddock every night for an hour. They sit on a chair watching him terrified he will hurt himself. I'm scared to sneeze when he's in the vicinity, i can feel the tension in the air. They are besides themselves with worry and stress, all the box rest, ridden work and now turnout gradually reducing the sedalin whilst increasing the turnout hoping and praying he's going to come good and he's not going to do anything silly to put back all that work and effort. I've been there so many times in the past, I feel I'm living it with them, so hoping it works out for them.
Another livery last night received the sad news their horse has a big hole in its tendon. Vet had seen it trotted up, lunged, etc and apart from minor swelling and heat said nothing major. Son had been terribly worried bless him, wasn't that long ago he'd been consoling me about my horses problems, i was so, so hoping it would turn out okay for his horse, felt its leg the other night when he'd asked and could feel it was warm and swollen. He insisted on it being scanned and so yesterday despite the vets reservations that the horse wasn't that bad it was scanned. Their world has come crashing down. I'm so very upset for them.
Another livery whose horse had splenic entrapment, spent the night in her car outside her horses stable, worry etched all over her face. Vet came out numerous days in a row, like they'd done with my Bailey all those years ago. It was a desperately worrying time for her, he was tubed three times and it was touch and go at one point. He's ok now, but in the back of her mind she'll never forget.
Someone else with a fabby event horse at a very high level that's having issues whilst out competing. Had everything possible thrown at it, from x-rays, bone scans, acupuncture, saddle checks, even psychic intervention but no joy. Won't even do a dressage test somedays, just point blank refuses . Feel incredibly sad for the owner who has put everything penny into investigative procedures to get to the bottom of its issues without joy. Heartbreaking for another reason, the not knowing why. In some ways worse than getting a diagnosis however poor.
I'm living with my own version of stress, desperately hoping my horse comes right, trying to fight off the feeling of gloom (call it a reality) that my horse is destined for a life of constant assessing, monitoring, whilst hoping and praying for periods of soundness. Waiting for the huge dissapointment, the inevitable 'thing' to happen. The crushing blow.
It really is like standing on a precipice and any moment you're going to fall. We all worry so much about our own horses, but equally we worry and 'feel' the hurt of others and know how it feels to be given bad news, the pain is palpable, it really is. It's not just the time or financial burden of all the issues, its the mental trauma too. How it can eat you up and spit you out. The desperation, even plea bargaining to the 'powers that be' in an effort to ward off more pain and dissapointment.
One second you can be on cloud nine and the next .... falling. How quickly it can all be snatched away.
My witterings and musings on another sleepness night, not just worrying about my own horse, but those of others who are dear to me. Not meant to be a depressing gloomy post just reality. For a lot of people right now.
So, for everyone that feels like me I wish you all the luck. I hope you all get your happy ending, I really do.
She's an equine professional and an incredibly talented one so knows just what I mean as she sees the heartache with clients everyday, the frustrations and sadness well as going through her own heartbreak with her horses, luck with horses has always alluded her too.
One horse on our yard has been on boxrest on our yard for 3 months. His owners have been incredibly diligent in his rehab and are at the stage where he's out in a postage stamp of a paddock every night for an hour. They sit on a chair watching him terrified he will hurt himself. I'm scared to sneeze when he's in the vicinity, i can feel the tension in the air. They are besides themselves with worry and stress, all the box rest, ridden work and now turnout gradually reducing the sedalin whilst increasing the turnout hoping and praying he's going to come good and he's not going to do anything silly to put back all that work and effort. I've been there so many times in the past, I feel I'm living it with them, so hoping it works out for them.
Another livery last night received the sad news their horse has a big hole in its tendon. Vet had seen it trotted up, lunged, etc and apart from minor swelling and heat said nothing major. Son had been terribly worried bless him, wasn't that long ago he'd been consoling me about my horses problems, i was so, so hoping it would turn out okay for his horse, felt its leg the other night when he'd asked and could feel it was warm and swollen. He insisted on it being scanned and so yesterday despite the vets reservations that the horse wasn't that bad it was scanned. Their world has come crashing down. I'm so very upset for them.
Another livery whose horse had splenic entrapment, spent the night in her car outside her horses stable, worry etched all over her face. Vet came out numerous days in a row, like they'd done with my Bailey all those years ago. It was a desperately worrying time for her, he was tubed three times and it was touch and go at one point. He's ok now, but in the back of her mind she'll never forget.
Someone else with a fabby event horse at a very high level that's having issues whilst out competing. Had everything possible thrown at it, from x-rays, bone scans, acupuncture, saddle checks, even psychic intervention but no joy. Won't even do a dressage test somedays, just point blank refuses . Feel incredibly sad for the owner who has put everything penny into investigative procedures to get to the bottom of its issues without joy. Heartbreaking for another reason, the not knowing why. In some ways worse than getting a diagnosis however poor.
I'm living with my own version of stress, desperately hoping my horse comes right, trying to fight off the feeling of gloom (call it a reality) that my horse is destined for a life of constant assessing, monitoring, whilst hoping and praying for periods of soundness. Waiting for the huge dissapointment, the inevitable 'thing' to happen. The crushing blow.
It really is like standing on a precipice and any moment you're going to fall. We all worry so much about our own horses, but equally we worry and 'feel' the hurt of others and know how it feels to be given bad news, the pain is palpable, it really is. It's not just the time or financial burden of all the issues, its the mental trauma too. How it can eat you up and spit you out. The desperation, even plea bargaining to the 'powers that be' in an effort to ward off more pain and dissapointment.
One second you can be on cloud nine and the next .... falling. How quickly it can all be snatched away.
My witterings and musings on another sleepness night, not just worrying about my own horse, but those of others who are dear to me. Not meant to be a depressing gloomy post just reality. For a lot of people right now.
So, for everyone that feels like me I wish you all the luck. I hope you all get your happy ending, I really do.
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