[QUOTE=JackieBlue;6144117]
Maybe they did kill horses, who knows. As I stated earlier, they left mine in a stall, no turn out, no exercise, no grooming, no farrier or vet care, and apparently no or very little feed based on his body condition when we “repo-ed” him. And not only did he come home so aggressive toward humans that he was a danger to himself and those trying to help him, but he also came home with a bizarre, profound, panicky fear of dogs. Soon after he had begun to revert to his old, loveable pre-Josh self, I was hacking him out when he was set upon by 3 Border Terriers. They were out for a walk, off leash, with their elderly owner and saw the horse as a fun target. They came running toward him, barking and even though they didn’t collectively weigh even 30 pounds, my horse went into abject panic mode. He stood straight up on his hind legs, at which point I saw fit to bail (17.2 hand warmblood literally standing upright like an angry bear! :eek:). Before I could even begin to comfort him or run off the dogs he stood upright again, hopped backwards on his hind legs, spun and bolted, ripping the reins out of my hands. He proceeded to run blindly on, the three yapping terrors hot on his heels, until he ran at full speed into a high tensile wire fence. Hitting the fence with excessive speed caused him to fly up in the air and come crashing down on the far side flat on his back and my saddle. He got up, obviously shaken and disoriented and continued to run until he ran down the neighbor’s barn aisle and she was able to stop him and keep him still until I caught up. He was a bloody, shaking, lather covered mess and I was nearly hysterical. After an entire afternoon of doctoring and stitching I thought the whole fiasco, as horrific as it was, was behind us. But it wasn’t. A few days later, he colicked. Badly. THROWING himself on the ground and literally screaming in pain. Long story short - he went to surgery. The surgeon said it looked as if someone had gone at his innards with a hand mixer. Nothing was where it belonged and when I related the dog-chasing-fence-flipping story we agreed that it had to be to blame. The surgeon put him back together as best he could and he seemed to be healing well at home for about 2 weeks. Until he colicked again. Even worse. We couldn’t put him down fast enough. And he left this world without even a moment’s fight.
Did Josh and Keg kill him? No. But he had been around dogs, hell even fox hunted, before Josh got a hold of him and he came back to me so whacked in the head about dogs (and everything, really) that he ended up losing his life over 3 15 pounders having some fun. And I lost my best friend.
Let’s not trivialize what these “men” did. They caused pain, grief and real loss - monetary and otherwise and there’s no room for them in the world of horses.[/QUOTE]
I am SOO SORRY!! What a nightmare!!