Or one of them.
Little Splash was the worse pony i have ever brought, in all honesty... i should not have paid money for him but i just felt so sorry for him!
The day we picked him up i had to walk into a stable that was knee deep in muck, the smell was unbearable and i couldn't manage to walk in there, corral him up in the back of the stall and lead him out, i'd of passed out!
Skinny as a rake (at 18 months old he weighed the same as my 3 month old foals! :new_shocked: ), he was so wrong in the head he didn't know he was a horse and was so sickly the vets gave him a 20% chance of surviving. Worked hard on that little pony, he bearly knew what food was and getting him to eat was differcult to begin with. He was so wormy my vet thought the wormer might kill him in his sickly state but the worms were killing him so we had to take the risk, 2 weeks after worming and dead worms were still coming out of him! The whole of his hind end had dropped drastically, cow hocked, collapsed heels and his tail disappeared between his legs since his hind end dropped down so much, taking his temperature wasn't an easy task due to the angle of his rear end!
He had parrot mouth and teeth problems that the vet decide to leave and see how they came right as the thought of strighting them with him in this condition we decided it would be better for him if we waited. He had breathing problems, respirotory problems, sinus infections, had to have x-rays and endoscopes, various antibiotics including ones i had to inject (i don't like needles and he hated the idea as well! lol)
All this whilst trying to get his weight up, a matted winter coat but we refused to clip him for fear the cold would finish him off, he was already wearing 2/3 rugs to keep him warm as couldn't keep his own body temperature up, dispite being very nervous from being abused he was so sickly he'd let us do anything to him and eventually he began to relise we were helping him. We also had the differcult task of teaching him 'how to be a horse' as he didn't know how to run around, looked lost in a field although some how he kept his spirits up and dispite going through a lot had the most loveable of temperments.
He had sores over his body, when i saw him the first time i remember a huge wound on his back that was just festering and the owners weren't doing anything about it, somehow it had healed up but left a permenant reminder on his back of the pain and misery he had been through.
I won't tell you what i spent on that pony, i paid £250 for something even the meatman would have refused to take but have never regretted it for a moment, at 18months old the vet gave him a 20% chance of living... a year an half later that same pony has just been gelded and is a happy and healthy little pony.
People often ask me why do i keep him? Sell him and get back some of the money i spent on him.... i'd have to sell him for a couple of thousand to get the money back i spent on him! And he is just such a loveable character he's nice to have around (even if we have just started on the first youngster 'can i get away with this' routine... at 3yrs old he's just discovered he's got teeth! lol)
He keep my first rescue company, Dinki who's cannot cope being alone in a stable or field and Splash is the perfect play mate, everyone loves him as he's just got such a 'dumb' appeal as has a habit of walking into fences... rather than around them.. (we do think perhaps he has slight brain damage)
But he is just such a nice pony.
So here he is..
Few days after we got him home. The exact state of him is hard to see under his winter coat.. (Aug 05)
3 months later.. (Nov 05)
With his pile of rugs on!
http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/wicca...epCuteNov05.jpg
Finally figured out he can run! (Mar 06)
Transform in the summer.. after his clip!
Our first show
And now.. a picture of health
Little Splash was the worse pony i have ever brought, in all honesty... i should not have paid money for him but i just felt so sorry for him!
The day we picked him up i had to walk into a stable that was knee deep in muck, the smell was unbearable and i couldn't manage to walk in there, corral him up in the back of the stall and lead him out, i'd of passed out!
Skinny as a rake (at 18 months old he weighed the same as my 3 month old foals! :new_shocked: ), he was so wrong in the head he didn't know he was a horse and was so sickly the vets gave him a 20% chance of surviving. Worked hard on that little pony, he bearly knew what food was and getting him to eat was differcult to begin with. He was so wormy my vet thought the wormer might kill him in his sickly state but the worms were killing him so we had to take the risk, 2 weeks after worming and dead worms were still coming out of him! The whole of his hind end had dropped drastically, cow hocked, collapsed heels and his tail disappeared between his legs since his hind end dropped down so much, taking his temperature wasn't an easy task due to the angle of his rear end!
He had parrot mouth and teeth problems that the vet decide to leave and see how they came right as the thought of strighting them with him in this condition we decided it would be better for him if we waited. He had breathing problems, respirotory problems, sinus infections, had to have x-rays and endoscopes, various antibiotics including ones i had to inject (i don't like needles and he hated the idea as well! lol)
All this whilst trying to get his weight up, a matted winter coat but we refused to clip him for fear the cold would finish him off, he was already wearing 2/3 rugs to keep him warm as couldn't keep his own body temperature up, dispite being very nervous from being abused he was so sickly he'd let us do anything to him and eventually he began to relise we were helping him. We also had the differcult task of teaching him 'how to be a horse' as he didn't know how to run around, looked lost in a field although some how he kept his spirits up and dispite going through a lot had the most loveable of temperments.
He had sores over his body, when i saw him the first time i remember a huge wound on his back that was just festering and the owners weren't doing anything about it, somehow it had healed up but left a permenant reminder on his back of the pain and misery he had been through.
I won't tell you what i spent on that pony, i paid £250 for something even the meatman would have refused to take but have never regretted it for a moment, at 18months old the vet gave him a 20% chance of living... a year an half later that same pony has just been gelded and is a happy and healthy little pony.
People often ask me why do i keep him? Sell him and get back some of the money i spent on him.... i'd have to sell him for a couple of thousand to get the money back i spent on him! And he is just such a loveable character he's nice to have around (even if we have just started on the first youngster 'can i get away with this' routine... at 3yrs old he's just discovered he's got teeth! lol)
He keep my first rescue company, Dinki who's cannot cope being alone in a stable or field and Splash is the perfect play mate, everyone loves him as he's just got such a 'dumb' appeal as has a habit of walking into fences... rather than around them.. (we do think perhaps he has slight brain damage)
But he is just such a nice pony.
So here he is..
Few days after we got him home. The exact state of him is hard to see under his winter coat.. (Aug 05)
3 months later.. (Nov 05)
With his pile of rugs on!
http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/wicca...epCuteNov05.jpg
Finally figured out he can run! (Mar 06)
Transform in the summer.. after his clip!
Our first show
And now.. a picture of health
