Post by schwung on Nov 29, 2005 15:16:37 GMT -5
Rosie was my first CBER horse. I rescued her, and friends rescued two other mares, plus a mare that we bought and had euthanized that had a broken leg. The two other horses (a Paint mare and a TB mare) are both happily living with their new owners and are very much loved - one doing western pleasure and the other dressage.
When I went however, I wasn't looking for a riding prospect for myself, but rather to save a horse most in need. That horse, it turned out, would be Rosie.
Rosie is a 15-20 year old chestnut TB mare. She was nothing but skin and bones when I saw her, with a horrible case of scratches, but she was willing and friendly and Sam saddled her up and walked/trotted/cantered her and she did it all willingly. Sam told me she had been pulled off the truck already 3 times, she would not get another chance. I spent 4 hours at the lot that day, looking at every horse there - and she was the one most in need that day. She looked so awful, no one would have wanted her...but I saw under her horrible exterior a kind hearted, willing mare that had much to give.
Here is Rosie at the lot:
Here she is when she arrived at my farm after a month of quarantine:
I spent the next 6 months carefully feeding her, treating her scratches (which became infected and oozing), and treating her like the queen she was. When finally her ribs no longer showed, I decided she was ready to find her new home. I found her a new home through my son's baseball team - she was a teenage sister of my son's teammate, who had lost her horse to colic and was looking for a new horse, on a very limited budget. She came and met Rosie and the two could not have been more well-suited for each other, both being quiet, calm, and a little shy. I offered her a free-lease on my farm as part of the deal to make sure that they were a good match, and then Rosie went to her new home. Supaloma still trims her feet, and Rosie is doing wonderfully, where she lives on 5 luscious acres with a few cows and a pet goat named Loretta who is her best pal.
Here she is on the day she left for her new home with her new owner:
And in her new home:
When I went however, I wasn't looking for a riding prospect for myself, but rather to save a horse most in need. That horse, it turned out, would be Rosie.
Rosie is a 15-20 year old chestnut TB mare. She was nothing but skin and bones when I saw her, with a horrible case of scratches, but she was willing and friendly and Sam saddled her up and walked/trotted/cantered her and she did it all willingly. Sam told me she had been pulled off the truck already 3 times, she would not get another chance. I spent 4 hours at the lot that day, looking at every horse there - and she was the one most in need that day. She looked so awful, no one would have wanted her...but I saw under her horrible exterior a kind hearted, willing mare that had much to give.
Here is Rosie at the lot:
Here she is when she arrived at my farm after a month of quarantine:
I spent the next 6 months carefully feeding her, treating her scratches (which became infected and oozing), and treating her like the queen she was. When finally her ribs no longer showed, I decided she was ready to find her new home. I found her a new home through my son's baseball team - she was a teenage sister of my son's teammate, who had lost her horse to colic and was looking for a new horse, on a very limited budget. She came and met Rosie and the two could not have been more well-suited for each other, both being quiet, calm, and a little shy. I offered her a free-lease on my farm as part of the deal to make sure that they were a good match, and then Rosie went to her new home. Supaloma still trims her feet, and Rosie is doing wonderfully, where she lives on 5 luscious acres with a few cows and a pet goat named Loretta who is her best pal.
Here she is on the day she left for her new home with her new owner:
And in her new home:
THANK YOU!
