Boy was he a skinny thing. I thought he looked skinny in the original photo but we were totally unprepared. He was probably a 3 on the BC scale, but what a nice eye he had. Very calm but hard to tell if it was because of the lack of energy or a naturally calm disposition.
Supposedly he had been fed 5 quarts of Equine Senior daily but was getting run off his feed by a pony yearling so who knows how much food he was actually getting.
Old owner (OO) saddled him up and I hopped on. Hopped is probably the wrong term since I was so afraid that I would break him and the fact that I felt like I was riding on his spine. We went around at the walk and trot. There's no way in hell that I would canter him. But just as he was advertised, he knew shoulder in, half pass, leg yeilds, etc.
My first impression once on him was that his head felt about seven feet from the rest of his body. (more on this later)
I managed to crawl off of him and we went to untack. My mom was intentionally ambivalent and we left after a little more chit chat. We got in the car and all of us just took a big breath and had the same reaction. We thought it would be bad, but not that bad. I had to have him. He couldn't stay there.
Supposedly he had been fed 5 quarts of Equine Senior daily but was getting run off his feed by a pony yearling so who knows how much food he was actually getting.
Old owner (OO) saddled him up and I hopped on. Hopped is probably the wrong term since I was so afraid that I would break him and the fact that I felt like I was riding on his spine. We went around at the walk and trot. There's no way in hell that I would canter him. But just as he was advertised, he knew shoulder in, half pass, leg yeilds, etc.
My first impression once on him was that his head felt about seven feet from the rest of his body. (more on this later)
I managed to crawl off of him and we went to untack. My mom was intentionally ambivalent and we left after a little more chit chat. We got in the car and all of us just took a big breath and had the same reaction. We thought it would be bad, but not that bad. I had to have him. He couldn't stay there.
I convinced my mother late that night. Too late for calling to confirm with thw owner and I wake up to an email sent at 1 AM saying, "Sorry but he's sold to someone else".
No way in hell. I was stunned. I shoot back a quick email then wait impatiently for 9 AM so I can call and figure out what the fuck happened. She was stunned to hear me on the other end of the line. In summation, I said that she had made a mistake and that we wanted the damn horse. She said that he was still on the property and that she would see what she could do.
I get a call at 2PM saying that we can come and get him. I'll be honest when I say that it wasn't as bad the second day. It's almost possible to understand how she could let him get that way.
Almost. I still have a conscious and would never be able to watch a horse deteriorate in that way. What the hell are people thinking?
We took pictures on arriving to his new home. It's hard to tell considering the sun was almost down, but here they are.
My goodness was he curious that first night.
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I am so glad that he is in good hands and I hope you still have him. I know this is an old blog but would like to reach out. I purchased him from Linda Zang as a 2 year old. I owned him until he was in his 20's and sold him to someone that wanted to learn grand prix. She took wonderful care of him so I am so upset that you found him so under weight. He was always a great eater during my ownership and fat as he could be. Please let me know if you still own him or if he is still alive. Charlottekerr83@gmail.com. I love this horse
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