Horseback Riders?

I am glad Peppi had a good home and a beautiful filly to pass down. Just awesome but the story is so sad.....stupid humans don't deserved to own horses.
 
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Agree. When you see this poor animals you start hating humans:/

Yup. We quit going with our friends to horse auctions because we felt horrible for not saving some of them. When we would go we'd always have to stop ourselves from killing the owners of some of the poor horses.
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Our friends actually just rescued (like, 2 weeks ago) a 21 year old Standardbred from an auction that was skin and bones. Literally. He couldn't get himself back up if he were to lay down. They also found out while taking pictures of him (they document everything when they rescue) that he's not a 21 year old Standardbred, that he's actually a 3 year old Thoroughbred right off the track. Apparently he had an injury so he couldn't run as well anymore, which obviously if he wasn't going to win, they didn't want him.
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The only reason they found this out is because while they were taking pictures of his teeth (they were absolutely horrible) they noticed a tattoo on the inside of his upper lip and looked it up.

We are very lucky to have Amber. She's just the calmest young mare we've ever known. When she was a baby (and even when she got a little too big) if you kneeled down while in the stall, she'd lay down next to you/on you. My grandma sent her away a while ago to be trained for 60 days because I was already busy working with Keena. She came back and now is my grandma's trail horse. We've been thinking about me training her to contest as well, but for right now she's happy to be going on trails.
She's also already almost as big as Peppi was, and is still growing. Some friends of ours have Quarter Horses that race, and they've told us that if I start to contest her and she really enjoys running (because some horses just don't like it) that we might look into getting her into Quarter Horse races.
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Oh you just had to go and get me crying didn't ya.............
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Well at least she had a few good years, with people who loved her no matter what, your a great person for that. I also had a rescue with bad knee's we went to look at a paint they had and seen my shadow, he was 17 I was told and going to the glue factory, because noone wanted him and those horid knee's, well least to say I didn't get the paint came home with Shadow instead, fiesty old man he was but after some initial training in ground manners and no jumping on your new owner, and you must have those awful feet trimmed training he was awsum..... I lost him 2 1/2 years later to colic I miss him terribly still, we had him put to rest on Novemeber 2 2009, my dad passed away 10 days later, I tell my hubby Shadow went first to carry dad home ..........
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I miss them both. heres a pic, of Shadow
https://www.backyardchickens.com/forum/uploads/81831_shadows_new_saddle_2.jpg

Wow, Shadow was gorgeous.
It's a shame how a horse can have nothing wrong with them except something as stupid as a bad knee, and nobody wants them. It's almost like a child not wanting their parents for having a bad back.
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You did a great thing by taking him in.
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This is a horse who came from a rescue from the low country, South Carolina.

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Bigshot was never abused. Never starved. Never neglected. He ended up at a rescue because his owner was stricken with ALS and was forced to sell his stock. Bigshot was sent to this rescue not because he was lame, missing an eye, or had a personality quirk. The man sent his horse to this rescue so the horse may go to a caring home.

When I was told about this horse, I was immediately suspicious, and sent a trainer to evaluate him. Two days later the trainer's report was: 'If you don't get him I will".

So, I took Bigshot home and gave him the job of cow sorter. One month later, I received a large envelope in the mail from a nursing home. Rather alarmed, as I had not planned to go into a nursing home any time soon, I carefully opened the envelope.There was a glossy photo of Bigshot doing a perfect slide. He had his butt tucked just right and even had one hoof raised just so. A classic photo of a reining stop.

Also included was a magazine which featured Bigshot. I was stunned. Some how little ole me ended up with this fancy show horse. And of all things I put him to work with the cows. Let me tell you he'd sling mud with the best of them but was quiet enough to move calves when needed.

The last thing I pulled from the manila envelope was a piece of paper which had only one sentence on it.

Scrawled in spidery writing were the words: 'Take care of him for me'.


I made a mental promise to do so, and years later Bigshot is still with me. He no longer sorts cows but is always willing to take me on a trail ride. Slow and easy, he always has his ears forward, and is ready to see what is around the next corner. Just the other day, when I was stiff from arthritis, I noticed how he eased down the ravine, carefully picking his way over the rocks. He had one eye on me and one eye on the trail.

With heartfelt pride, I realized my buddy was taking care of me.
 
Kudos to those of you who rescue. Their fate is more often than not a bad one. I often go to the site to see what ends up their and always surprised. So many people do not realize that when they give a horse away to the sweet little girl that answers their ad it actually is a ploy for her parent the horse dealer!

Anyway, I use to raise, breed and train Morgan horses. I rode saddleseat, balaced seat and Western. Trained a few for competitive driving also, several of which were on the cover of Morgan Magazine! Miss them terribly but a neck injury has now left me with chickens as a hobby. I do occasionally got out for trail rides with friends but just can no longer maintain them for myself.

Happy trails!!

~Julie
 
We have an AQHA gelding, "Skip", my daughter starting riding bareback when he was 2 and she was 8. He is soooo gentle. She was running barrells and showing in western pleasure until he was hurt.... she still works with him, but doesn't ride much.

The other one is a Tennessee Walking Horse that I spent a year searching for... my great uncle passed away in the late 80's and the family sold his herd.... I researched and finally found one from his lineage, "April". She was neglected and abused... so of course she was mine. Took me 3 months to touch her, had to drug her for the farrier, and 3 years to get the weight on her. We have now had her 6 years and can touch her ears as of last year. She is go gentle and loving now. She had some hard times, but has pulled through and is a wonderful little mare.

Wish we could ride more, but don't want to add another horse (we would have to use the extra stall that was just made into a chicken coop
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Everyone have a great day AND.... it is FRIDAY
 
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As if Peppi's story wasn't enough, this one has me in tears! I once had a horse that wasn't any sort of high bred thing nor was he a well trained anything, but he was my buddy and he did take care of me like that. I miss Jerry every bit as much as that old fellow missed his friend.
 
Never, ever in my life did I ever expect to be put with a horse of Bigshot's calibre. And I never forget to give thanks to the Force who brought us together. I can only imagine how desperate his owner was to find good homes for his animals as his body and mind continued to degrade. Maybe I was the answer to his prayers. Definitely, Bigshot was an answer to mine.
 

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