I've never lost a horse of my own until today. Ferranderro the TB gelding that has been the topic of most of my threads is dead. I had a hard time getting weight on him, getting him to get along with other horses... Then I sent him for 90 days of training, so my husband could ride him. We were supposed to get him back on the 28th. The trainer called at 3pm and said he was rolling and sweating... I said to take him to the vet, of course. We got a call back before we got down there. Vet said the only thing he could do was colic surgery. He said it would cost 8-10k and only 50/50 survival chance, and a lengthy rehabilitation. We gave permission to put him down. He was dead by 4:55 I wasn't even there when they did it. This is hard for me to deal with. I'm angry at myself and the trainer and the vet. I know it is all unjustified, but I felt like someone else was playing my hand, and called to inform me that I lost.
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