I've just had my first experience with trailering a scrambler.
On Sunday, Andy and I were going to compete in our first ODE. He loaded perfectly with no fuss, stood relaxed alongside my friend's horse, and basically seemed ready to go. We pulled out of the driveway, and the banging began.
We stopped 200m down the road to check on them, and I pulled off Andy's float boots, thinking he would travel better without them. But the scrambling continued, off and on and in violent bursts, around turns and down straightaways, even though we drove extremely slowly and turned wide.
After about 20 mins of driving, we pulled over at the next town to check on them again. Andy was shaking and dripping with sweat, there was panic in his eyes, and blood smears all over the wall of the trailer. His right hind hoof was saturated in blood and he had rubbed a fetlock and a hock raw from trying to scramble up the wall.
We unloaded him and assessed the situation just enough to realise that our medical kit was sorely understocked for this type of emergency. I had friends nearby with horse facilities so I suggested we take Andy there while my friend went on to the event. Amazingly, Andy loaded again like an angel, despite the trauma he'd been through. But the moment we began to inch forward, he fell backwards on his bum, nearly going down in the trailer. I took him out again and walked him along the road to my friend's place, which only took us about 15 min. Lucky they had a hose and yards, we could have been stuck in the middle of nowhere with an injured horse and nothing to do for him.
I don't know why this happened! He's never scrambled before, I'd trailered him twice with the same horse, in the same trailer, the week before without any issues. He simply wasn't himself yesterday, he just could not balance in the trailer. It has been suggested to me that magnesium deficiency could have been the cause of his problems with not knowing where to put his feet. Has anybody else had any experience with this?
By the way, the divider did not go all the way to the floor, so he had room to spread his feet if he'd wished to. When we took him home, we took out the divider so that he had the entire float to himself, and he travelled just fine.
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