Whats the worst that has happened?

Question

i was just wondering what was the worst thing that has ever happened with you and a horse.i had a champion barrel racing horse that colic and we could have got him into surgery but 1 he was 11 and a gelding so he may not have even made it out of it 2 we didn't have the money.before him i was pretty scared of our horses i would cry every time i went to ride them.then cowboy came into my life and just in the first time i rode him i ganed confidence.i didn't want to cause i saw my brothers running him and how fast and powerful he was scared me,but they made me ride him!well about 7 months later we put him down. on august 8 infact.its been almost a yearand im just now rebonding with another horse !so whats the worst thats happened to u and how did you overcome it?

Answer 1

my uncle got trampled by one when he was 6 or 7. he's fine though. dont know how he managed it....

Answer 2

There are actually a few storys in my life about some horses. My first story is, my horse had gotten very sick and very skinny. He had a virus. He would not eat anything. For a week we though we were gonna have to put him down. But just like a miracle he turned the cornor and started to eat and get better. Another one is my old mare Sweets, an old lesson horse who was such a sweet heart. Had some sort of cancer (we think) somewhere. But we couldent find anything. She was out in the paddock with three other mean mares who would boss her around. So we decided that we would just let her roam around in the yard. But we would put her back in her stall whenever we would go out. Anyways on christmas eve we went to go feed the horses and she was laying in her stall peicefully. That occured last year and I still havnt gotten over her. I miss that mare. I always wounder who she would be today.

Answer 3

well fortuenly we have never had a major problem with sickness but our pony that I used to ride, spooked, bucked, reared, ran me under trees and I fell of about 45 times on her. Then Scout thinks its fun to rear, buck, lunge forward... all in the matter of 3 seconds which is fun trying to stay on that. Oh and just the other day I got kicked by hero full in the leg and now its a huge brusie. Life with horses is such great fun ; )

Answer 4

Another horse tripped. My baby horse turned oddly and ran off.... I fell

Answer 5

Been in the business long enough, you'll see everything:

1) An arabian that got kicked hard in his head, right between the eyes. Fell to the ground, started convulsing - the owner wanted to try & save him so we tried to bring him round for a good 12hrs before she finally called it quits and had him put down.

2) A mixed breed horse that had colicked and rolled in his paddock the night before he was literally unrecognizeable. Twisted his gut on top of the impacted colic. The owner didn't have the money for the surgery, horse was too old anyways, but she wanted to do everything she could to save him even though the vet told her it was a lost cause. After walking him all night and ½ the next day, he eventually died from the inside out.

3) My own horse decided to go swimming in the pond (in his paddock) - something he'd done easily a hundred times before. He must have slipped on a rock under the water because when he came out he had a full thickness laceration to his left hind pastern (ankle) joint. I called my vet and, when she examined the wound, she found out that not only was the joint capsule comprimised, he had also fractured the very bottom of his cannon (leg) bone. I tried to save him with surgery and antibiotics but, after a week, it was obvious that he was in too much pain. I made the decision to put him down.

I don't think you can ever get over it - but you can definitely embrace the fact that your horse was in your life, gave you wonderful memories and left hoof prints on your heart.

The best advise I can give is honor those that have passed, cherish those you have with you now and take every moment you can to tell them how special they are to you - be it human or horse!

Answer 6

A border at the farm i ride at named Joanne a woman in her 40's had a beautiful palomino Tennessee walker, his name was Romeo. The night that i was having a lesson, when i was walking  through the main barn to get some apple treats. His head was hanging out of the stall, and he begged me to give him a treat. I didn't give him one.  Joanne didn't want people giving him treats when she wasn't there. She didn't want him getting sick or anything, and i didn't want to be blamed.  The next day, he was cast in his stall, hours later he died on the table in a clinic. His intestine was twisted. I cried because all he wanted was a treat, and i  didn't give him one. I'm still not over it, and it has been 3 years.

Answer 7

I haven't had a lot of experience with horses (only riding lessons for about 3-4 years) but I've had two worst times.

1. In my lesson, I was riding a stubborn old black horse named Sonny. He wouldn't move, he just planted his hooves in the ground and sat there as I kicked at him, trying to get him to go. Everyone was just watching the show. Finally, he started moving, but every time we turned he'd just stop like he did before. About five minutes till the end, he started listening to me but by then it was too late.

2. This was slightly more embarassing. My trainer wanted me to ride a different horse than the one that was out, so while another girl tacked him up for me, I took the one that was out and untacked her.

Unfortunately, I forgot to close the door.

As soon as I got her bridle off, Doll moved to the door and ran outside, the western stirrups thwacking on her sides. Another more experienced rider had to go get her, with me standing there wishing I could turn invisible or crawl into a hole. I'm not sure why I forgot to close the door, because I usually did, but it was still pretty embarassing.

Answer 8

I found a horse in a orchard next to us with its leg hanging from a peice of skin.

Answer 9

sorry to hear that i have a horse that got an impacted colic he is 8 he was operated on and is still with us today,he also managed to break his pastern bone as well,sadly he has arthritis now and navicular and is a field horse

Answer 10

My mare colicked when she was six. We had had her for just under a year. We had also just found out from the vet that she was pregnant around a month before. When we called him out becuase something wasn't right with Candy, he misdiagnosed her. When nothing happened with the treatement he prescribed by the next day, we called him out again. By this time, her colic was very severe. She was given around a 20% chance of survival. I didn't live with my dad full time (my parents are divorced), so I didn't get to be with her through most of it. I got updates from my dad every day. Then, one night he called me and said that if Candy wasn't doing better by the next day, they (he and the vet) were going to put her down and try to save the foal. I freaked. I bawled all night about it. The next day, she was doing a little better, so they didn't put her down. She went day-to-day for weeks. She would be better one day and near death the next. Finally, around 3 weeks later, she was well enough to be let into our front yard. She could barely walk or move. It was pure misery watching her. I sat outside with her and my camera praying that she would be alright.

She survived, and gave birth to a filly. Dad never told me that the filly was born becuase I had freaked out about not wanting a foal the night that he said about putting Candy down. My friend had to call me a couple days later and send me pictures of her. I didn't speak to my dad for a while after that. He wouldn't allow me around any of our horses. It was pure h**l (excuse the language, but that's the only way to describe it).

Eventually, I got to work with Candy again. She was down to near 500 pounds (from around 900). She looked like walking death. I felt so bad and afraid. She wasn't out of the woods yet, and everyone knew it. But, Candy pulled through.

The summer of 2007 (over a year after she colicked), Candy was back in action. She looked better than she ever had. Not only had she healed, but she was better. April (what my dad named the foal) was completely healthy. You never would have known how her life started.

Just seeing how Candy and April managed to survive made everything worth it. All of the nights I couldn't sleep, all of the crying, the fear, the family strife. In the end, I lost them due to a situation with my dad, but just seeing them come through their problems made everything worthwhile.

Answer 11

when i was at a horse show once my horse starting bucking during the line up at the end of the class. he bucked atleast 7 times and the last time i was off. i fell between 2 snow white ponies and with atleast 30 people watching. its not rly that bad but ive been riding for 8 years and thats the worst thing that happened to me.

Answer 12

Hmmm. I had a horse throw me at a show when I was 11 & he stepped on my face & broke my nose.  My dad (the doctor) told me to quit being a cry-baby & ride my last 2 classes. Then I hacked my horse home. I don't remember really being upset or scared by it, my parents were horsepeople and it was just no big deal.

The scariest thing thats happened recently - A boarders newly-acquired, barely handled 2 year old TB severed the artery just above his hoof on his hind leg. Of course theres no one around to help me! So I had to catch him, get him into the grooming stall on cross-ties, and attempt to pressure wrap his foot, which he didn't want me to do. All while calling every emergency vet number I've got. It all worked out just fine, but I was sweeping away this huge (ten foot by ten foot) pool of blood just minutes before I had  a 5 year old child scheduled to arrive for a lesson.  Got a few grey hairs that day! I looked like an axe murderer too.... blood everywhere!

I'm so sorry you lost your horse to colic - its not a nice way for them to go. I've taken a few horses to the hospital & come home with an empty trailer, its the saddest feeling in the world.

Honor your horses memory, and don't let what he taught you go to waste. Good luck with your new horse!

Answer 13

Ten years ago I had a beautiful QH filly. She was 6 months old. I ws very close to her and she was close to me also. One night something in the woods spooked her and she jumped the fence and broke her neck. It was horrible and I have never gotten completely over it.

Recently my Walking horse foundered. My vet was out here four times. Then he stopped eating and drinking. So the vet drew blood and found out that his kidneys were shutting down. He spent eight days in the equine hospital and now we have to keep him in a small paddock area. I breaks my heart because he wants to be out with the others, but he can't right now.

Answer 14

Well this is about the same answer I put for my scariest horse experience yesturday and falls easily under worst ever.

(if you have a weak stomach, caution reading) IT will be three years agon on October 9th. I was trailering two horses back from a college rodeo in San Luis Opispo. My college was North of Tahoe in the Mountains. So we had about a 9-10 hr. haul. When I was about an hour to an hour an a half from Sacramento I felt a huge motion from my trailer. Nothing I had ever heard before. I had my Horse Misty and Oskar in there. Misty had been trailered all over the West Coast. She was only 7. I owned her since she was 2 weeks old. Well anyway I was like that didn't sound right. I pulled over on the shoulder of Interstate 5 and had a friend jump out and see what was going on. He came back and said my mare was on the ground. I was like thats wierd. Maybe she fell asleep. (not normal) I had a 2 horse slant load Apache made by Circle J. I jumped out and looked. I thought well maybe she can't get up cause her head is tied so I untied her so she could get up, but still nothing. So I thought maybe she is affraid to hit the divider(she was in the back slot). So I thought Ill get in there and help her get up safely (because she was that kinda horse, she never panicked in situations). So I opened the back door and thats when the worst thing I had ever seen showed its ugly face. My mare rolled farther on her back to where I could see her stomach and I got more then I asked for. Her whole stomach had split open from chest to t***s. It was right down the middle of her (like when you clean a fishes guts out.) Everything was out. I saw her intestines and all. I panicked threw the gate shut because she was trying to come out and I was still on the Interstate. At this point more of my team mates were pulling up. there were about 4 or 5 rigs lined up. They threw me in another truck and drove mine to the nearest off ramp to a field. They needed to get Oskar out because she was thrashing a lot and kicking him. They luckily got him out. Now just about my whole team was there (about 40) all with rigs. We called as many people as we could to get help etc. There was no hope she was dying and stepping on her self. They waited for me to make the call and I finally was able to actually say go ahead help her on her way. Even if their was a vet in my trailer at the time of the burst she would not have been able to be saved. She would have suffered longer and died of damage or infection. Unfortunetly we couldn't get a vet there to help us and euthinize her or even animal control or an officer to shoot her. No one would come out. As wierd as it seemed no one had a gun with us either. (a bunch of cowboys and hunters, usually one will have one).But not this time. Its a hard reality to face but they had to cut her throat to help her die faster because she was just bleeding to death at a slow rate. We thought of driving to Davis but she would have died on the way there from all the bleeding. So the best thing was to cut her throat. I didnt watch that part. They took me away. I can still hear her cry for help when she went into shock and was standing up like nothing was wrong except screaming to the other horses. I hope it is a sound that non of you have to hear. It is a haunting sound that never goes away. I had to sell my trailer because after they cleaned it for me and then I bleached it 5 times I still smelt death even though everyone else thought it was fine. We never got an actual conclusion as to what really happened in the trailer. But when she was about 2 months old we had to have surgery done because of a hernia. well I learned later that sometimes the stomach linning wont heal up as strong and over time it gets weaker and weaker until one day something as easy as a cough/sneeze/bump in the road can cause it to burst. My team and coach drove her the rest of the way to my college and burried her out in a field under some big trees. So now and again I drive by there and visit. I am in a new town because I transfered to a university, but I am planning on moving back up there.



I have two new geldings that have helped me through. I think it was the best thing for me. I sold Oskar after the accident because I only owned him for about a month before the accident and he wasn't working out so i was planning on selling him. I have Rebel and Slugger now and they are my therapy. Hear is a poem for you from an unknown author

Don’t Cry for the horses

That life has set free

A Million White horses

Forever to be.

Don’t cry for the horses

Now in God’s hands

As they dance and they prance

To a heavenly band

They were ours as a gift

But never to keep

As they close their eyes

Forever to sleep

Their spirits unbound

On silver wings they fly.

A million white horses against the blue sky.

Look up in the heavens you’ll see them above.

The horses we lost

The horses we loved.

Manes and tails flowing

They gallop through time

They never were yours

They were never mine

Don’t cry for the horses

They will be back someday

When our time has come

They will show us the way.

Do you hear that soft nicker close your ear?

Don’t cry for the horses

Love the ones that are here

~author unknown