After the f![](rst trim the farrier thought that Ashton might be a little sore from having so much hoof removed. He suggested we pick up a pair of easy boots. We bought them from Rick’s saddle shop the next day. He wore them until his next trim in 5 weeks. At this time I was also taking the farrier over to trim Tempe at the other house as he was in dire need of foot care also and just wasn’t getting it before.
Things seemed to be going ok. I was doing a lot of reading online about horses. They were slowly gaining weight. They had a lot of green pasture to eat. I tried to throw them hay but they ate right around it and kept on eating the grass LOL. I asked the Vet if laminitis was a concern and she said that since they had some grass where they had came from they should be fine.
We were getting to know each other. They were becoming tamer by the week. I was still going over to care for Tempe, buying feed, picking his feet brushing him etc. It felt like I already had 3 horses in 2 separate locations.
Until…One day in early August. Ashton was limping. I called the farrier to take a look. He said that Ashton had an abscess on his left foot. He punctured the abscess so it would drain and had me purchase some kind of pad that you wet and it draws the puss out. My wife and I put the pad on, wrapped it with vet wrap and then placed his foot in a rubber boot. Horse owners for 2 months and are into this. Oh boy. I was nervous as we all know they are big animals but we had no choice. We had to help our buddy. All seemed fine. The next morning, Sunday, he seemed fine but that afternoon I look out and see Ashton lying completely on his side. I go over to him and he is sweating profusely. I think oh my god has is colic.
I call the Vet’s emergency number and the owner of the practice answers. I tell him Ashton is down and ask him to please come to the farm ASAP. When the Vet arrived about an hour later Ashton had just gotten back on his feet. He listened to the gut and said from what he heard he didn’t think it was colic. He then asked what was going on with the foot. I explained what the farrier had said and what we were doing and he wanted to see the foot. He cut the vet wrap off. He found a second abscess and nerve blocked his foot and prescribed bute. He suggested maybe we should take a couple of radio graphs. He returned the next day. What he found can be seen here. This is actually his second radio graph taken a month later.
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He looked at the radio graph and I asked him what I already knew in my heart. Ashton had laminitis. His coffin bone had rotated so far that he was dangerously close to penetrating the sole. This is what was causing the abscesses. What triggered this was in his last race he injured his right ankle. You can see the damage here.
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His owner figured if he just left him out in the field it would heal. Well the pressure from transferring his weight to the left side caused the left foot to founder. I figured the only good thing is that it was a mechanical founder as opposed to one caused by a metabolic issue.
Now is where i start to lose my mind…
I ask the fine doctor what we should do. You know what he told me? He told me to put Ashton down. He literally told me that Ashton was a free horse. It would cost considerable sums to keep him alive and he could probably only give him 6 to 8 more months before it became too painful for him. He said there are plenty of good horses available and that I shouldn’t let myself become too emotionally attached.
Emotionally attached?
This is the horse that put my wife at ease around horses with his mild disposition. Our first horse.
Emotionally attached?
This is the horses that when I saw him for the first time he was standing in that god forsaken muddy field with feet that looked like ping pong paddles.
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Grossly underweight, standing in a run in that was never even completed and left with the other 2 to suffer through last winter.
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The horse that when I saw for the first time i said to myself that the ONLY reason he still stands is his will to live.
The horse I looked in the eye and told “don’t worry buddy, I got this, your going to be fine now”
Yes, after all of that I am going to put him down over a couple of bucks.
I was not going to be the last and final disappointment in this poor creatures life.
When I regained my composure I told him that yes Ashton was free. And based on that I had a couple of bucks to invest in him. Euthanize him without trying. Absolutely out of the question. At this time in the back of my mind I knew it was probably time for a new Vet but I was going to give him a shot at helping our horse.
He told me he would call the farrier into his office, go over the radio graphs and recommend a treatment. I said fine, please get this going and I called the farrier myself to confirm.
The farrier was able to come out later. He decided along with the Vet to put him in front shoes, with the foundered foot having the shoe installed backwards. What did I know and without time to research on my own I said fine. He looked at the foot and said there wasn’t enough hoof to nail to. He would need to glue the shoe on. OK. He trims the hoof, gets the shoe set, wraps it with the plastic and just as it is about set…
Ashton rears up and tosses the shoe. So we start over. Remove what was left of the epoxy. Clean it off of the shoe and try again. Waiting…holding his foot up…wham, he rears again and kicks that shoe off. That was the last of the epoxy that he had so I paid him for his time but got nothing accomplished. We made plans to meet the next day and have the Vet sedate Ashton so we could get the shoe on.
You see, the real problem was, he couldn’t stand on the bad ankle for too long. That is what he needed to do and couldn’t stand the pain. The first vet never figured that out all the way until the day I fired him. It wasn’t till some time later on that the we figured that out.
But more on that later…