I'm really torn here, and I'm going to give a bit of background, so thank you for reading.
A few years ago (10 years or so), when we got back in to horses, I met this woman. I'm going to call her Jenny for sake of simplicity.
My dad bought me an 18 month old gelding (out of guilt for selling my pony when I was young). I took him out to the pasture where the horses were kept, to show him what he had bought for me, and he liked the 4 month old that was also there, and had me handle the purchase for my mom.
Shortly after that I met Jenny. Jenny was an experienced horsewoman, and we became friends. I sent my horse out for professional training, and my mom became friends with Jenny, and had her help her with ground manners, ground driving, lunging, tacking, etc.
One day, while Jenny was at our place, I needed to soak my horse's hoof (he had an abscess), so I asked her to hold my horse while I cleaned his hoof prior to applying the boot. He pulled his hoof away while I was cleaning it, and she kicked him in the knee (she was wearing boots). I was EXTREMELY angry that she had kicked my horse, though she insisted he was trying to strike her. I told her that she was never to kick my horse, and if she didn't feel comfortable handling him, then she could simply drop the lead and say so. I put the horse away and walked home. This caused a small issue between my mom and myself, though we are both fairly rational adults and agreed to disagree. I didn't allow Jenny to handle my horse after this, though my mom continued to avail herself of Jenny's assistance.
One day I went with my mom to Jenny's house to watch a lunge lesson with my mom's horse (now nearly 2). Jenny proceeded to put a stud chain on the horse with a snaffle ( stud chain strung through the snaffle, under the chin like a curb chain) and side reins, and lunge him, jerking severely on the chain any time that the horse had any sort of issue (wrong lead, too fast, etc.). I walked away, nearly in tears, and went home. I talked to my mom later, and she agreed that Jenny had been too harsh, and sent her gelding to a well-respected local trainer. About a year later, Jenny sent her mare to the same local trainer. The mare foundered less than a week after arriving (Jenny likes to feed free choice sweet feed, don't get me started) and blamed the farrier for 'trimming wrong' and causing her horse to founder. The trainer sent the horse home.
Fast forward to 7 years (or so) later. One of my daughter's grandmothers had horses, lets call her Veronica. She couldn't afford the farrier and knew that I had been learning how to trim from MY farrier, so asked me to come trim her two mares, who were seriously overdue, since she couldn't afford to pay the farrier because of her divorce expenses. I went and did the best I could, and advised her that she would certainly need a REAL farrier to come and help her mares, as I was inexperienced at best. I also advised her that her older mare (34) was severely underweight at the height of summer, and I felt she should put her down. She was unwilling at that time, but did take my advice and put her down before fall.
The following spring, Veronica had to move and no longer had a place to keep her remaining mare. She called me (I am well connected in the local equine world), to see if I knew of anywhere she could move her. The only place I could think of was Jenny's place, where I felt sure that Veronica could keep the horse, for minimal charge, until a more suitable place could be found. I helped Veronica move the horse and felt I had done my best to help. A few months later, I found out that Veronica had sold the horse to Jenny.
Its been about 2 years since I trimmed Veronica's mare.
Today my mom called me. She said that our old farrier (great, caring individual) had just been out to Jenny's place to trim the horses, I think there are three of them. The farrier, lets call her Amanda, said that she didn't believe that the paint mare had been trimmed in at least 5 years (since Amanda last trimmed her, right before she became lame, having foundered, which Jenny blamed on Amanda's lack of farriery skills). I asked my mom if Amanda had called animal control. My mom spoke to Amanda, and she sent pictures of the paint mare's hooves to my mom.
I've personally seen pictures of these hooves, and they are AWEFUL!! Not quite 'elf slippers' but **** close. I asked my mom if Amanda had called Animal control. Apparently, Amanda hasn't. Amanda said she took approximately THREE FREAKING INCHES off of the paint mare's hooves today,and told Jenny's daughter that she would be back in two weeks. Amanda gave Jenny's daughter specific instructions on what needed to be done between now and then, and left.
Apparently the mare that Veronica sold to Jenny is so obese, it appears that her tail is coming out of a dimple in her rear end, but the mare is sound and just needing some frequent trimming otherwise.
So if you've gotten this far, here's the question: My mom sent me the pictures of the paint mare's feet. (Amanda sent them to my mom, and told her she could call animal control if she felt the need.) Amanda plans to go back to Jenny's place in two weeks and give the horses hooves more attention, and if Jenny hasn't done what was advised, call animal control at that point.
The hooves are incredibly bad, however, Jenny did finally call a farrier. If she DOES continue to employ the farrier at the intervals recommended by the farrier, do I just let this go? There is a serious glut of rescue horses in our area right now, and trying to find adoptive homes for all three of the horses on the property now could prove very challenging.