But my soul is crying deeply. And my bank account. There goes all my hard earned saved cash.
Cancer treatments (previously taken care of) and four hock injections later I can officially say I am part of the "forever broken horse club" and spent almost two grand in a month on my spoiled brat.
Yes. The pone failed his flexion tests with epic proportions. We trotted about 3 steps before the vet decided our fate.
|One very drugged up poneh|
Like so so many of your supporting words stated, he is an athlete and every athlete needs support at some time in their careers. AS long as I'm not using it like duct tape to keep him going, I feel a bit better about the whole deal. It still makes me sad.
Upcoming post will be happier pictures from rides yesterday!