We have horses. We have three horses. Two mares and a young gelding. The gelding is from one of our mares. So, when he became 6 months old, we weaned him. We took him to Hubby's dad's house. Hubby's dad has an older gelding,named Red,(original huh) that we thought would get along with Scout, our young gelding. Anyway, Hubby's dad took Scout and Red to a place where he has 3 other horses. A few hundred acres on a few hills. You would think a horses dream. Land to run on, with no humans.
These horses have been there for a while. Scout is now 2 1/2 years old. We worked with him before we put him on the hill so he would be easy to catch and lead. We thought these horses were being taken care of. We are going to break Scout to ride soon, so we decided to go and check on the horses. Imagine our horror when we saw this....
This is Red. He was a show horse. When he left our farm 2 1/2 years ago, he was so fat he could have stood to lose about 100 pounds. We is an old style Tennessee Walker. He is suppose to have large round hind quarters and a thick chest and neck. He sure doesn't have it now. This horse was starving to death. These pictures don't show how thin he really is. I plan on getting better pictures to post on here later.
And Scout,(once again you can't hardly tell in this picture)he has lost a lot of weight too. With him being a younger horse,he was in better shape than Red. But, He can still stand to put on at least 50 pounds.
Right now, I'm mad. I'm mad that anyone could let horses get in this bad of shape. We thought that Hubby's dad was taking care of them. Guess not. Looks like me and Hubby have two projects on our hands. It's a good thing we saw them and brought them home before it got worse.
So for now.....
Small Farm Girl, horse rescuer.