I just had to post about Chester this morning. Some of you may recall that Chessy is the horse we rescued from our neighbors -- he had been thrown out in a field and neglected for at least 3 years, he was ribby, dull-eyes, dull coat, lame (he could barely walk), and just generally depressed. This is the horse who had retreated to a very dark place inside himself.
Well, Chester has been making steady progress. He leads in out of the barn, he loves his stall (they said he would not stay in a stall), his coat is slick and shiney, he's got orthopedic shoes for his navicular, and his eyes are bright. He is curious and clever and full of mischief. He adores his Dad (David) and he has horsey friends!
But what I saw this morning beats all! I almost sat right down and cried with happiness. Chester, Eli and King were out in the field. David had gone out for a run. Suddenly, Chester spied David running down the road back toward home. He picked up his head, arched his neck and full-tilt GALLOPED to the fence line to see his Dad. Of course, Eli and King followed because they would never be left out of a race! After David came into the house, Chester was still hopping and trotting and galloping about. Playing "tag" with Eli.
THEN, Chester picked up a stick (he has incredible lip dexterity!). He dropped it, and then picked it up again, very intentionally. Then, he ran at Eli with the stick. Then, the two of them started running and bucking and Chester was playing keep-away from Eli with the stick! It was the funniest thing to watch!
And such a miracle, truly. This slumped-over, dull old horse who seemed to have given up on life was kicking up his heels and PLAYING. You could almost hear the schoolyard laughter!
Wonderful news!! He may yet be the clown of the party next week!!!
Congratulations to all of you at King's Ransom. I hope David saw all this too and was touched by Chester's reaction!
I just love reading your updates!
I was just thinking ... I look forward to the day when it is no big deal that Chester is out there playing around. When we just look out and say, "Oh, there goes Chester, he's at it again."
I remember (seems like ages ago now) when Elijah first arrived, and he could hardly walk, either. Sidelined by a bad hock. And I remember the first time I saw him gallop across the field. It was snowing. And I did cry. Now, Eli gallops across the field almost every day. I don't cry ... at least not every time.
Actually, it's very sad. They have never asked about him one time. Not once have they come by to see him. And even though we sometimes visit when we are out doing yard work, mowing, etc., -- not a word is ever mentioned about Chester. I don't know about them. They are quiet, and they are good neighbors. But there is something amiss in that household. Can't put my finger on it ... but you know your gut feeling?
With such previous owners, I have to thank you and David again for taking him. He knows he has won the jackpot and is finally coming out of his shell to enjoy it!
And just before the wedding. I guess he really approves!
KR-Chester must have heard about the trip to Tuscany and wants to convince you to take him with you. He wouldn't be the most interesting 'person' I've had for a seatmate on the airlines.
I'm so happy for all of you and Chester. And his old owners (I refuse to call them family) obviously never cared about him, so they just aren't interested in him now-I guess it's better than having them whining about wanting him back the way some others have.