Long story short: I took in a 3 y.o. TB off the track for wintering in December of 2009. I was looking for some extra income and love to devote myself to horse care. The trainer is a friend, so thought I was okay. Not so much. Within two months the owner of said TB told me that he couldn't afford to pay his bills and asked me to sell him. Okaaaaaay. I'm very involved in finding homes for
TBs off the track so knew I was screwed.
I could have easily sold him to a dealer, and the one that showed up at the barn made my stomach churn, so I high-balled him and he laughed himself silly.
Bah Bye short, fat, chuckstering a-hole. I was taking a hit but wasn't going to sell him down the pike.
\Fast forward 18 months and the gangly youngster has filled out and refreshed. He's a big, flashy boy and I've been pointing him to the track for months now. He's bred well and feels like a million.
Until a week ago, when he was due to FINALLY ship in to the track. Mind you, I've been carrying the big lug for 1.5 YEARS!!!!! He is now 3 legged lame. I think the interminable mud got to him. I don't treat my horses like hot-house flowers. They are turned out. Period. But I think the mud is responsible for arresting my plans. Drat.
He's been in his stall for the past two days with icthamol packing and a sweat on his tendon. I'm sick about this and can't believe how crappy the timing is.
Please send us the best of COTH yingles to heal him and get him ready to make his (sucker) Mama some pay back!
Thanks so much for you yingles!! I truly appreciate your efforts on the behalf of the big lug. Since I've had him in my care he has not had one day of lameness. Not one. And within days of shipping to the track...oy.
I think he was mildly better today, but still quite lame and not putting the heel on the ground. He wants to feel good. His appetite is fantastic, he's bright eyed and playful but oh, so, sore on that right front. And the filling in the right front has not gone down and is quite warm. I've dealt with plenty of tendons and I don't think that's what he has.
I changed his hoof dressing this afternoon and thought I discerned a discharge from his heel bulb, which is where he is sensitive. I realized when I was out in public buying feed that my left forearm, the one that was holding the affected leg, really stunk, even though I rinsed at the farm because I had icthamol here and there.
I was delighted! Could be the start of a break in the abscess!
I started him in SMZs yesterday a.m. and, if he doesn't have significant improvement within the next 24 hours I will ship him to the track where he can easily get vet work and DIL can help with soaking and tending the foot.
This horse is meant to be a nice racehorse. His dam was a multiple Stakes winner. His siblings are Stakes winners. His now 2 y.o. sister sold for $200,000 as a yearling. He's now a 16.3-17 h solid dark bay who looks like his daddy (Intidab). He is so handsome and well mannered that the possibilities are endless, and certainly extend beyond the track. The voices in my head tell me that he landed with me for a reason.
Only time will tell.
Macmtn-you are so right!!!! He's been livin' large.
Your yingles have worked!! The big lug is still gimping, but so much better than he was even two days ago. I turned him out today in a paddock that had dried out. Can't bear to keep them in when it's not absolutely necessary. So, when we got a soaking rain, I went to the farm to bring him in and am so glad I did.
I cleaned the foot and found the egress for the abscess. Cleaned it with Betadine, dressed it with more Betadine, cotton and a vetrap on the foot. He's SO MUCH better and I'm heaving a sigh of relief.
I try not to dramatize, but was pushing thoughts of fracture or tendon inyury out of my mind and was obsessing at work and in the wee hours of the morning. I've been so worried about him. The big galoof better stay sound and do right by his Mama!
If the boy doesn't make it on the track, he will be a magnificent show horse. Yum!
Have you alerted the JC that you are his owner now? I hope so, or else the person who dumped the horse on you might try to get him back. I am yingling too, which I guess is jingling with a Swedish/Minnesotan accent, LOL?
RIP Sasha, best dog ever, pictured shortly before she died, Death either by euthanasia or natural causes is only the end of the animal inhabiting its body; I believe the spirit lives on.