Bob: The Recovery Of, Weight Gain, Hoof Work, and More
Bob is a 20 something year old grade horse. I say grade because I honestly have no idea whats in him. He IS an appy. Blueish gray with a blanket, and one glass eye. (pictures coming;) ) . And this is his story. His first home they had him for a very very long time. Used him for carts, buggies. Even on long, sometimes days long, trails. He was then also used as a trail horse. Then a younger child in the family started him on barrels. Bob has always been stubborn, and pushy, and down right annoying. But if you prove your in charge and worth listening to he will do whatever you want. He's "beginner safe" enough that his owners, a very old couple were still taking buggy trail rides 3 or 4 years ago, before the mans first stroke. Bob has always been of good health also. Until the last few years. With the older couple no longer to care for him. Another family member moved closer. And "took care of" him and their own horses. For two years. They never fed them. Never gave them hay in winter. Never grained them. And if the creek didn't run through the field I'm sure they'd have died. Bob started breaking out. Running the roads, and yards, and trails on his own. And it became known how poor his condition was. Someone else started taking feed and hay down to these three horses. Animal Control was called. By myself, and others. Many, many times. And always said these horses(3 on the body scale) were fine. They had no shelter... no food, and looked like skeletons. We tried the cops, same thing. We constantly called both and the humane society and nothing was done. Eventually, the people that were feeding them could not longer afford to do so. They have thier own horses, dogs, and families. So we all again called, and asked for help. I myself begged, showed dated pictures. Called everyone I could think to call. And then informed the so called people there to "help" , and the owners, and the guy sapposed to feed them. That we would not longer do so, and we would be taking pictures. And documenting this.
Months later, they gave Bob to my friends. And they got some more weight back on him before they again took him back. And didn't feed him. We had no proof the switch had happened. And hadn't said a word anymore about the horse to anyone, so as not to cause this to happen. But it did, and Bob started escaping again. Running the roads, and being starved. My friends sprung money for two round bales this winter. And then three weeks ago, when Bob got out. They put him in their field. And called me. Who called my own friend. And we went out with the trailer to get him as they talked to the "owners" Telling them, that they gave the horse to them. And that they either did or didn't. That no longer would they put him back in. Feed the other horses, or anything. And that if they didn't want him. The trailer was here to pick him up. Because if he belonged to them truly like they said. He was going on the trailer NOW.
If you didn't feel like reading all the above. The short of it is. Bob got on the trailer. And went to a new home. For the time we've had him. At first we couldn't get him to eat. He's now eating 2 and a half pounds of grain a day, split up. And almost a whole bale of hay. Mixed half alfalfa. Half natural grass hay. We wormed him with Zivimectrin, and will be using safe quest soon. At first he didn't even drink one bucket of water, he now drinks two. This old man has a long way to go. He's maybe a 3 on the body scale again. And due to lack of hoof care, one leg is crooked. I'm sure he's full of teeth issues. Friday the guy comes to work on his feet, and look at his teeth. And I'll be sure to update everytime I see him or learn more. This loyal old boy deserves a chance to be happy. Even if all he can ever do after this is live in the field and be a horse