Oberon
Well-Known Member
Long story short, little pony had to be moved 'cos OH needed to bring the tractor through where he was. I moved him and tied him with a long rope to a fence post next to the hedge where there was some really tasty long grass and nothing he could get caught up in.
I left him for 10 minutes and when I came back to get him he was just standing, no rope tangled or anything, but hind leg dangling.
Vet out, broken hock, just like that!
He was my nephew's pony and only five years old. I feel s**t.
You aren't psychic.
Tragic accidents happen. Beating yourself up won't do anything but give you bruises.
It could have happened in the field and you discovered him 12 hours later......