I took in two Arabians, one is my avatar, the other is her half sister. They were still at the breeders, the person stopped breeding and showing. These guys were virtually untouched, except for a very stressful move from one part of the farm to another when new trainer wanted all the prime spots, and once when the workers got the bright idea to rope them, pull them to the ground and trim their feet. My mare has scars on her fetlocks, the other mare in addition to those scars had a scar on her neck. They were 4 almost 5 when I met them. The sister was going to be put down if we didn't buy her for a buck, so we bought her and sent her to a rescue that was better equipped to deal with her needs. The other I started working with, and decided to buy, put a bit of work into, then sell, as we really couldn't afford the time and money. 3 years later, I finally found her a great home. If circumstances had worked out differently, I would have kept her, crazy because I was really keeping an eye out for a nice dressage horse preferably warmblood, but fell in love with an Arab. Their feet were horrible when I saw them, their manes and tails were horribly matted, they didn't want any human contact, and were a bit skinny. Not horribly, but they were only getting fed 2 flakes of alfalfa a day, nothing else. My avatar grew almost a whole hand after I got her, and really beefed up. Nicest horse I've had, and I miss her dearly. I'm a sucker for horses in crappy situations.