lucy108
Member
I have now come across one of the most horrendous situations I have been in since owning horse. Sorry, this is going to be a long one but for the answers to be given I need to give some context.
I lost one of my two best horses in late July to intestinal cancer and I was broken. I couldn't handle looking at his empty stable and my other horse was pining. We were both completely heartbroken and couldn't seem to find a way out of the fog.
So, I did what every emotional girl does and looked for another horse. I put an advert up on Preloved and within 5 minutes had a phonecall from someone with a 12 year old TB. She said he was very laid back and would make an ideal companion but also had the potential to event (my last horse was an eventer). So, I got in the car, with a tear stained face and drove to see him. He was lovely to look at, a lovely head and all the stamp of an eventer. I took him for a hack where, in fairness, he behaved very well. Through traffic, in an open space etc. all the while my mum was chatting to his owner about him and how suitable he would be and how well we clicked.
I can safely say I was completely blinded by grief and heartbreak. I stupidly paid for him and he came home the following Saturday. She sent him with quite a few rugs but to my utter dismay when we got him home he was nowhere near the horse she described. He was pretty much attempting to climb out of the stable, running round the box, screaming, shouting....he wasn't alone, there was at least 5 other horse in stables next to him. This was when I first realised this was not the horse for me. Nevertheless, we carried on and put him in the field where he paced, and paced and paced and paced. He was stressy, he was highly strung, he was anxious and he was unhappy. He was not the horse I had been sold, that was for sure. After a few days I called his owner and she said she would not take him back, despite the face I said he was not at all what she had advertised. She was quite adamant and that was when I knew for sure I had been totally done.
So I battled on, through tears and heartbreak of losing my best friend, I carried on with this little thoroughbred who I could see was really broken. There was just a deep sadness in his eyes - I know that sounds ridiculous - but he just gave off such a sad vibe. I tried riding him and he was explosive - nothing nasty but a typical highly strung thoroughbred. My heart was breaking all over again for this little horse, he had been done such a disservice by his seller who just wanted shot of him, she didn't care whose lives she wrecked along the way - mine or his.
We moved to Scotland and I felt him breathe a huge sigh of relief when he came off the lorry after two days and two nights of travelling. He rested his head on my shoulder as if to say ''oh good, your still here''. I think he has been passed from pillar to post since he left racing 4 years ago. He has had no stability, no person to love and it has made him very distant, understandably.
Now here comes the bit that I will be slated for. I do not feel I can keep him. He is not doing my other horse any good and I am not willing to sacrifice his happiness (he is an ex GP horse that I have had for near on 4 yrs now and he is totally retired). Scotland was supposed to be where he could really enjoy his well earned retirement but this little horse is stressing him out no matter what I do with them.
In addition to this, I feel 1000 miles away from him. We have no connection, it just feels like dead space between us. I don't enjoy riding him (not his fault) but it is just wrong and it is making me, and him miserable. I have horses as a hobby and work incredibly hard to pay for them and I just feel like I'm paying for something that makes me stressed and upset at the moment.
I have advertised him VERY honestly online in an attempt to find him a forever home who understands him but, as expected, people just aren't in the market for this kind of challenge. I will not advertise him for free as I care where he goes, I want to look at the home and I want to make sure this would be a home for life for him.
A friend said to me a few days ago that she feels I would be better having him PTS. He has so many behavioural niggles and everyone who meets him just says he is an unhappy, stressed out horse. I have had a behaviourist look at him who feels it is ingrained behaviour that nobody could ever correct, you can only maintain them in a way that makes their life manageable. But, is that a life? Turning yourself inside out everytime a horse leaves the barn...never really relaxing and grazing because your too busy pacing, worrying about life...I'm now starting to think that it may be a better option - he can go in a quiet place, at least with someone he knows beside him. But it just feels wrong putting down an essentially ''healthy'' horse....although he isn't healthy at all mentally.
I'm now lost at what the best thing for him is. He copes so badly with change that I feel like selling him would just be exacerbating the problem and passing it on to someone else. At least if he is PTS I can guarantee him no suffering and no more stress.
Please, please do not make this any harder than it is for me. I'd appreciate opinions but not criticism. Sometimes I feel I have to separate head and heart.
I lost one of my two best horses in late July to intestinal cancer and I was broken. I couldn't handle looking at his empty stable and my other horse was pining. We were both completely heartbroken and couldn't seem to find a way out of the fog.
So, I did what every emotional girl does and looked for another horse. I put an advert up on Preloved and within 5 minutes had a phonecall from someone with a 12 year old TB. She said he was very laid back and would make an ideal companion but also had the potential to event (my last horse was an eventer). So, I got in the car, with a tear stained face and drove to see him. He was lovely to look at, a lovely head and all the stamp of an eventer. I took him for a hack where, in fairness, he behaved very well. Through traffic, in an open space etc. all the while my mum was chatting to his owner about him and how suitable he would be and how well we clicked.
I can safely say I was completely blinded by grief and heartbreak. I stupidly paid for him and he came home the following Saturday. She sent him with quite a few rugs but to my utter dismay when we got him home he was nowhere near the horse she described. He was pretty much attempting to climb out of the stable, running round the box, screaming, shouting....he wasn't alone, there was at least 5 other horse in stables next to him. This was when I first realised this was not the horse for me. Nevertheless, we carried on and put him in the field where he paced, and paced and paced and paced. He was stressy, he was highly strung, he was anxious and he was unhappy. He was not the horse I had been sold, that was for sure. After a few days I called his owner and she said she would not take him back, despite the face I said he was not at all what she had advertised. She was quite adamant and that was when I knew for sure I had been totally done.
So I battled on, through tears and heartbreak of losing my best friend, I carried on with this little thoroughbred who I could see was really broken. There was just a deep sadness in his eyes - I know that sounds ridiculous - but he just gave off such a sad vibe. I tried riding him and he was explosive - nothing nasty but a typical highly strung thoroughbred. My heart was breaking all over again for this little horse, he had been done such a disservice by his seller who just wanted shot of him, she didn't care whose lives she wrecked along the way - mine or his.
We moved to Scotland and I felt him breathe a huge sigh of relief when he came off the lorry after two days and two nights of travelling. He rested his head on my shoulder as if to say ''oh good, your still here''. I think he has been passed from pillar to post since he left racing 4 years ago. He has had no stability, no person to love and it has made him very distant, understandably.
Now here comes the bit that I will be slated for. I do not feel I can keep him. He is not doing my other horse any good and I am not willing to sacrifice his happiness (he is an ex GP horse that I have had for near on 4 yrs now and he is totally retired). Scotland was supposed to be where he could really enjoy his well earned retirement but this little horse is stressing him out no matter what I do with them.
In addition to this, I feel 1000 miles away from him. We have no connection, it just feels like dead space between us. I don't enjoy riding him (not his fault) but it is just wrong and it is making me, and him miserable. I have horses as a hobby and work incredibly hard to pay for them and I just feel like I'm paying for something that makes me stressed and upset at the moment.
I have advertised him VERY honestly online in an attempt to find him a forever home who understands him but, as expected, people just aren't in the market for this kind of challenge. I will not advertise him for free as I care where he goes, I want to look at the home and I want to make sure this would be a home for life for him.
A friend said to me a few days ago that she feels I would be better having him PTS. He has so many behavioural niggles and everyone who meets him just says he is an unhappy, stressed out horse. I have had a behaviourist look at him who feels it is ingrained behaviour that nobody could ever correct, you can only maintain them in a way that makes their life manageable. But, is that a life? Turning yourself inside out everytime a horse leaves the barn...never really relaxing and grazing because your too busy pacing, worrying about life...I'm now starting to think that it may be a better option - he can go in a quiet place, at least with someone he knows beside him. But it just feels wrong putting down an essentially ''healthy'' horse....although he isn't healthy at all mentally.
I'm now lost at what the best thing for him is. He copes so badly with change that I feel like selling him would just be exacerbating the problem and passing it on to someone else. At least if he is PTS I can guarantee him no suffering and no more stress.
Please, please do not make this any harder than it is for me. I'd appreciate opinions but not criticism. Sometimes I feel I have to separate head and heart.