Forrest trusts me the most too, but I'm the one who's put the countless hours in on him. I sat in his stall in a lawn chair everyday for a year. If nothing else, he's used to me!
When he had his vet work done, he was unconscious! The vet knew of his history and the horse also managed to split open his eyelid and that needed stitches--which was the reason for the vet. I caught and held him and fed him sugar cubes (highest value treat) while the vet got a needle in him. Once he was down--the vet gave him a longer acting sedative and stitched his eye; vaccinated him, pulled blood for a Coggins, cleaned his sheath and floated his teeth--as well as he could with a knocked out horse in a pasture and a huge audience of admiring females (the vet was handsome and women apparently follow him around)! It didn't set Forrest back at all because he never knew what happened...LOL!
While he was out, we really examined him and found all of his scars and we also found that he has a partially severed tongue. His tongue is severed 1/3 of the way through from left to right in the area where a bit would sit. Vet surmised that the abusers probably used something like barbed wire or something razor sharp in mouth to break him. He had matching rope burns around his front and rear legs (he had his front and rear legs roped out from under him) and more rope burns around his neck. He has scars (white circles) all over his hips from being intentionally scraped with a razor blade to look like an Appaloosa. He has scars along his vertebra where his spine rubbed his skin. He also has scars on his face; spur marks; saddle sores; an unknown large jagged scar on on hip; and on and on...
That he's willing to trust at all is a miracle. If I didn't need to get a handle on him for emergencies--I would just let him be and never try to touch him.
I agree with you tg. That's what makes me want to bring them all home but I know I can't so if I can save one occasionally, I will :) Doesn't make hubby very happy but he'll get over it.....eventually.