Daughter and her hubby "rescued" a mare and gelding from her hubby's cousin during the Christmas holidays. Mare was okay-ish weight wise, but the gelding was a sack of bones. It hurt to pet him he was so skinny. Mare was supposedly eleven years old and the gelding was supposedly 16-17 years old - both were supposed to be kid broke. The cousin said the gelding had a tendon injury about a year ago from getting his foot caught in a stirrup (?
) but that his kids had been riding him around and he was no longer limping.
Well, we knew something wasn't right when we picked them up. They neither one looked as old as they supposedly were. Got them home and started feeding them. They both really started putting on weight. Farrier came out to trim their hooves (they had elf shoes!!!!
). Good thing the farrier is great with unhandled horses, because truth be told, they were both barely lead broke - let alone kid broke.
Mare turns out to be about 4 years old. The gelding - barely two. So if the cousins kids had been riding him around for the last year - they were riding a BABY - an injured one at that. He probably couldn't buck if he had to!
Poor guy - his rear leg swelled up after his trim. We cold hosed it and watched it - he already had clicky hocks, but I coudn't imagine anything major going on. Guess the trim kind of irritated the tendon - because after a couple of days (no lameness, just the swelling) the swelling went down, and his leg actually looked normal for the first time since we'd had him.
The mare is currently at the trainer's being saddle broke. The gelding is still too young as far as I'm concerned. However, Saturday, we heard a lot of commotion in the horse lot. We go out there figuring that since Misty, daughter's Paso Fino mare, is in heat, she and Scooter (who was recently gelded, but it hasn't been long enough for him to settle down yet) are flirting across the fence.
America, the little palomino rescue, is mounting Misty! Okay - he's a gelding and she's a hussy - maybe that's what's going on. We pulled America out of the lot because something suddenly didn't look right.
He's not gelded.
He has one testicle down. Can't find the other one. Daughter calls the previous owner who swears up and down that America was gelded at six months old. Yeah, right - the one you told us was 16-17 years old? And kid broke? And we are supposed to believe you? Uh huh
Well. America is confined to the round pen with Rain. She's too young yet to come into heat. We've been having problems with her nursing through the bars when Dancer was in the round pen. Even blocked off the gaps in the bars so she couldn't reach through, but she knocked a hole and was still sticking her head through. So. Rain and America are in the round pen for the next couple of days. Dancer, Misty and Junior (recently gelded as well, but never been interested anyway) are in the back pasture. Rain can't reach momma to nurse now - the round pen is in the lot, and there's a good 60 feet to the fence between the lot and the pasture. Dancer took off to the back as soon as we opened the gate, with Misty and Junior in tow. I didn't think she was ever going to stop running. Guess it will be good for her since she is still in serious need of muscle.
Rain has been calling a bit, but not as bad as I feared. Scooter is the one that's been pitching the biggest hissy fit - but even that is settling down. Once all is calm again - in a coupld of days - we'll move America out of the round pen and let him hang out in the lot and keep Rain company.
We're going to have to take America to the vet once daughter gets the rest of the bill for gelding Scooter and Junior paid. We need to know what we are dealing with - is he a crypto (and the cousin was lying through his teeth) or was he indeed "gelded," but only one testicle was down at the time, so now the second one has dropped? (Sloppy work, but it's happened before)
Sorry for the novel - but I'm really ticked - we'd have taken those two horses anyway - there was no need to lie to us. We were not about to leave them in a place that was knowingly starving them to death! What we would have done, was segregate America from the mares - probably put him in with Junior - they get along pretty well anyway. But now we also are going to have to take Misty to the vet for a "day after" shot!