blondestbrunette
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Hi guys, I haven't been on here for a while and always kept in the background BUT ... I'm dying to tell you about my new baby!
In a field down the road from my house was a beautiful bay filly, abandoned by travellers with 4 other friends. At the time, there was many people keeping an eye on them. At the beginning of the summer, a miniature shetland mare gave birth! Her little boy wasn't suckling from her as a young gelding was very overpowering not allowing her near him and instead little man was suckling the geldings willy! (we named him BJ! Very mean I know!) After 2 days of many drive bys, phone calls to the RSPCA we contacted the vets to ask where we could fins milk pellets ..... so 12pm that night we were off to the field arms laden with bottles and treats to amuse the others! He was so tiny and so weak that my 4'10 friend could actually pick the poor little lad up.
My job was to amuse the others and thats when i first met my little girl! I fell head over heels in love. The next day, the RSPCA came to collect BJ and bella, sadly BJ didnt make it! Bella has now been rehomed with one of our friends and is doing so well!
Anyway back to my filly, I was visiting the field everyday to check on her. She was severly underweight, dehydrated and was only 5 months old, her mother had been taken a month before that so she was left to fend for herself! For 4 long months, continuous calls to the RSPCA and generally feeling helpless, I took pictures and trotted off to our local vet to get him on side! At this stage she was skin and bone quite literally and barely had the energy to walk over to me anymore. 4 weeks previously she had been blood tested and worm counted and all were considered normal, therefore deeming her not a welfare case!
I showed the vet the pictures and he was fantastic, got straight on the phone to the RSPCA and told them that something was to be done. I was there with her when the vet examined her and she was finally seized. I sobbed and sobbed .. sheer relief! She went off to a local yard and they were FANTASTIC! I visited her everyday and the change in her was remarkable! She was playing and my god could she eat! She was becoming quite a porker!
The RSPCA had always said I could have first refusal on adopting her, so 2 and a half weeks into the probation period I had my home inspection and the go ahead was given!! Now, a week into being a new mummy I'm loving it! However, typically nothing goes to plan!
Hope arrived last Friday and on Saturday we turned her out into an electric fenced area on her own. I had literally left her an hour after watching her all morning when she crashed through the fence (attached the mains, makes my eyes water to think) and in with the others. I went to fetch her and found 9 separate wounds, so my fab vet came out and 20 staples later and a lot of sedation my poor little girl was back in her stable!
She has them out next Wednesday, thank god! She's giving me the right run around, bucking and rearing when being hand grazed, little toad! And finally she has a fat belly!
I'm the most proud mummy ever, she fought for me like I fought for her and she pulled through, Which is why ... I'll never give up Hope ...
Here's some pictures of her from her first morning out ... hopefully it works! http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=308592&id=552875049
In a field down the road from my house was a beautiful bay filly, abandoned by travellers with 4 other friends. At the time, there was many people keeping an eye on them. At the beginning of the summer, a miniature shetland mare gave birth! Her little boy wasn't suckling from her as a young gelding was very overpowering not allowing her near him and instead little man was suckling the geldings willy! (we named him BJ! Very mean I know!) After 2 days of many drive bys, phone calls to the RSPCA we contacted the vets to ask where we could fins milk pellets ..... so 12pm that night we were off to the field arms laden with bottles and treats to amuse the others! He was so tiny and so weak that my 4'10 friend could actually pick the poor little lad up.
My job was to amuse the others and thats when i first met my little girl! I fell head over heels in love. The next day, the RSPCA came to collect BJ and bella, sadly BJ didnt make it! Bella has now been rehomed with one of our friends and is doing so well!
Anyway back to my filly, I was visiting the field everyday to check on her. She was severly underweight, dehydrated and was only 5 months old, her mother had been taken a month before that so she was left to fend for herself! For 4 long months, continuous calls to the RSPCA and generally feeling helpless, I took pictures and trotted off to our local vet to get him on side! At this stage she was skin and bone quite literally and barely had the energy to walk over to me anymore. 4 weeks previously she had been blood tested and worm counted and all were considered normal, therefore deeming her not a welfare case!
I showed the vet the pictures and he was fantastic, got straight on the phone to the RSPCA and told them that something was to be done. I was there with her when the vet examined her and she was finally seized. I sobbed and sobbed .. sheer relief! She went off to a local yard and they were FANTASTIC! I visited her everyday and the change in her was remarkable! She was playing and my god could she eat! She was becoming quite a porker!
The RSPCA had always said I could have first refusal on adopting her, so 2 and a half weeks into the probation period I had my home inspection and the go ahead was given!! Now, a week into being a new mummy I'm loving it! However, typically nothing goes to plan!
Hope arrived last Friday and on Saturday we turned her out into an electric fenced area on her own. I had literally left her an hour after watching her all morning when she crashed through the fence (attached the mains, makes my eyes water to think) and in with the others. I went to fetch her and found 9 separate wounds, so my fab vet came out and 20 staples later and a lot of sedation my poor little girl was back in her stable!
She has them out next Wednesday, thank god! She's giving me the right run around, bucking and rearing when being hand grazed, little toad! And finally she has a fat belly!
I'm the most proud mummy ever, she fought for me like I fought for her and she pulled through, Which is why ... I'll never give up Hope ...
Here's some pictures of her from her first morning out ... hopefully it works! http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=308592&id=552875049
well done you for perserviring with the vets and RSPCA they need the push quite alot....huge pat on the back for you!!
