I lost my lovely TB mare Secret to colic today. The worst thing is that her condition when I found her this morning indicates she was in pain for a good part of the night (abrasions on her hips and head, shavings and manure ground into her eyes).
She was purchased by a local big-name race breeder in a lot of six pregnant mares in the fall of 2007. When the foals were weaned in late summer 2008, the breeder gave (or sold very cheaply) the mares to a few of the stable workers. The workers moved the mares to the farm where I board, and quickly discovered it costs a lot to feed horses and this wasn't going to be something they could handle. Thankfully they realized this before the mares were in too bad condition. And that they were willing to sell cheap. I bought Secret; my friend/barn mate bought and rehomed two and kept a third.
Secret was a daughter of Hansel and a stakes winner herself. Sweet and kind and loving. Also prone to colic and a very hard keeper. A beautiful dark color, almost black, with striking brown muzzle and eyebrows like a Doberman. I have a Sempatico breeding with her name on it -- she had a lovely scopey hunter trot and expressive arched neck.
Poor girl was horribly distended with a strongly suspected twist based on palpation and gut sounds. Before the meds kicked in I've never seen a horse so miserable. Even medicated for pain and sedated, her heart rate was 80, respiration harsh and ragged, gums pale. Surgery wasn't an option for me and the vet questioned her ability to survive a trailer ride. I did as much treating and waiting as Secret and I could stand, then I let my pretty girl go.
RIP Secret. May you trot your gorgeous trot for all eternity and never suffer again.
oh -- her son, the foal that breeder bought her for, bowed a tendon last summer and came to live with me and his mom. So Secret lives on in the barn.
Shall I tell you what I find beautiful about you? You are at your very best when things are worst.