05/17/2024
I apologize for my recent absence from my articles and interaction. Life as a retired guy can get pretty hectic around a property during spring construction/repair season.
I have to admit, though, that I am becoming just a bit depressed as time is catching up with my herd of geriatrics. Although death is an inevitable part of life it is never an easy experience especially when the decision falls upon you to be made.
My experience with horses is coming up on 25 years and in all that time I have only been part of one equine euthanasia and he wasn't even my horse. One of my boarder's 26 year old geldings decided that he couldn't get up for breakfast one morning and after an hour of superhuman efforts and vet intervention there was no other option.
Even though Generator wasn't my horse his death hit me hard. He may not have been my horse but he was my barn buddy who was always at my side and in the way whenever I tried to get work done.
It was doubly difficult because it was unexpected. Gen went to the pasture the night before slightly lame on his right hind which wasn't uncommon for him so I certainly didn't expect to be saying goodbye to him in 10 hours.
Flair and Angel have been part of my life for nearly 20 years, Skip and Raven about 12. Over that time they have had their challenges, injuries, abscesses, laminitis and even mild colic. We met those challenges and returned them to their quality of life.
For the past three years Raven and Skippy have grown old gracefully. They slowed down but still had their zoomie days whooping it up in the pasture. Recently, they have both notably begun to show their ages, Raven more than Skippy.
Raven, pictured below, turned 28 this year which is an extraordinarily long life for an OTTB. Raven came to me 12 years ago with an injured DDFT which was reasonably managed with equioxx.
The injury prevented her from working but she mostly had good days with the occasional ouchy day or two especially after some whooping it up in the field.
Lately she has not had any good days and while she is still moving, has an excellent appetite and is otherwise healthy it is becoming obvious that she is irritably uncomfortable.
Increasing the NSAID offered no relief for her.
After discussing options with the vet and farrier we have decided to try some special shoes for her hoping to get her some relief.
At 28 there's no reason to go through the expense and put her through the recovery of surgery so if we can't relieve her discomfort with a mechanical solution I will make the decision to send her onward.
I remind myself that as recently as 40 or 50 years ago there would have been no doubt that none of my four mares would still be alive and supported as pasture ornaments. When age and injuries made it an impractical expense to keep a horse it was euthanized.
Today our horses have attained "companion animal" status because new, first time horse owners like me have never looked upon our horses as anything other than "big dogs". I never wonder why I spend huge sums of my retirement savings to provide these very expensive animals with the best possible natural life left to them. I just do it.
Keep in mind that it's not just the feed, hay, vet and farrier bills. My wife and I are empty nesters. There is no reason why WE need a horse property along with the $75,000 in tractors, trucks, attachments and tools to keep the place running.
I do it because the horses have given me purpose in my day, solace in my grief, contentment in my chaos. Now it's time to return their gift so I will wrap their feet, massage their legs, dispense their meds and watch their steady decline to their inevitable ends.
I have had dogs my entire life so saying goodbye to an animal is not a foreign experience for me. Horses, for me anyway, are proving to be a much different end of life experience.
All of my canine friends slowed down and they grew older, of course. They slept more, didn't play as much, lost interest in the frisbee. This was fine, they became cuddly couch potatoes and then they were ready to move onward.
Horses, because of their size and special construction seem to have a much longer period of geriatric care presenting a series of cascading conditions made worse by their age.
Expired teeth require special diets, PPID requires management, stressed joints and tendons make it difficult for them to be comfortable. Unlike and old Lab a horse can't simply lay in the sun on their favorite bed for an entire day.
Many years ago the end of the road was miles and miles distant. Now the "Exit" signs are coming into view and my days are becoming harder to face.
I remember the days when decisions revolved around tack choices, bits, training techniques and choosing which trial to ride or what course to set up. How do I get a shiny coat? Best way to braid mane and tail? Back then these were big decisions.
When there was an injury or an abscess it wasn't a big deal. A ten year old horse generally bounces right back from a minor injury. Now when one of the old gals resolves an abscess they are more comfortable but they never seem to click right back to their perky selves.
Anyway, I'm going to have to wrap it up now, it's hard to see the screen.
Thank you to all of you in the horse community. It is a pleasure to help you all with your nutrition and feed questions. I hope to continue to offer advice and guidance for some time to come.
I'm just having a moment here and need to get past it.