17/09/2022
I AM a beautiful grey Arabian, called Desert Miracle, but I do not look how I should today.
For 8 years, I have been owned by two people, Jayne Watkins & Kelvin Watkins in Abertridwr, Caerphilly.
But they forgot about me and my 3 field mates, despite living just a few minutes drive away from their home. They dumped us in a field and 'forgot' about the 4 of us.
THEY didn't feed us. THEY didn't water us. THEY didn't get the vet to treat our wounds or vaccinate us. THEY didn't get the farrier to keep our feet free from pain. THEY put rugs on us to hide our skinny bones, but left them on us even when the weather reached over 30 degrees for weeks.
THEY also forgot to pay the rent to the lovely landowner, (who's not a horse person) . He kept us safe in his field, and alive.
If he hadn't been providing water in the heatwave, or hay last winter, we would have died.
If we were left on the field this winter, we would have died.
If some girls walking past hadn't taken our rugs off in the summer, we would have died.
World Horse Welfare visited this summer, but told Jayne and Kelvin that they were coming in advance. When they visited they told Jayne and Kelvin they had to make improvements.
We didn't see the WHW welfare officer again.
For the first time in a long time, Jayne / Kelvin suddenly appeared with some bags of chaff. Chaff is just chopped straw/grass with zero nutritional value, they fed us a few little piles for a couple of days. Then they stopped. We never had any food off them again.
With such a long dry summer, what little grass we had we ate, and no more grass grew for months and months. We had to eat peashooters and weeds to survive. We were all still starving to death. We couldn't last much longer.
Our stables were all closed up so we couldn't use them to get out of the scorching heat all summer.
We couldn't use them last winter either, so we were freezing without any shelter and rugs to protect us.
The stables are full of very, very old manure, some of it was 2-3 feet deep! Some are empty and others had equipment in. But none were for us, we were not allowed to use them.
Despite messaging the owners regularly (the phone history of calls and texts prove this) the landowner was mostly ignored all year, or he was lied to, or given pathetic excuses why they neglected us and why they hadn't paid months and months of rent. Mostly they just ignored him as much as they ignored us.
Out of desperation a couple of weeks ago, because he was so scared we were going to drop down dead, the landowner managed to get help. Some knowledgeable local horse owners, together with legal welfare advice and the police, he was forced to issue posters of ABANDONMENT! We were officially classed as abandoned, no-one wanted us.
Suddenly WHW got in touch and said she knew about the Abandonment notice because Jane / Kelvin got in touch with her! They had seen the notice that had gone up on 6th September 2022.
For 2 mornings one/both of them visited us, give us some carrots but they didn't go to see the landowner or even message him.
The abandonment notice ended on Tuesday 13 September 2022, at 10am. We were now owner less and home less, but worse, we were emaciated and starving.
The horsey world is full of connections, and because I was a very well bred Arab, people found out about me, including my breeders.
A small team of friends come together to help rescue and save the 4 of us from being euthanised - put down!
Quite ironically, at the exact time that we were being rescued, Jayne Watkins was on Facebook. Not asking for help for us, oh no, but to share news about her stallion. Oh yes, not only did she own us 4, but she owns another horse, a Cremello stallion called Sameon Silver Satyr. What a fancy name he has. How scary is it to think that there could be another emaciated horse owned by Jayne and Kelvin! :o
However, 'Freddie' is not emaciated, far from it. He is fat and well rounded. He has several lush new stables, all to himself. He has 4+ acres of lush grazing over 2 fields, all to himself. He has a rug on to keep him clean. And guess where he lives? Less than 10 minutes drive away from their home.
Jayne and Kelvin drive past our field at least twice a day, to go visit 'Freddie' .......... but they couldn't stop to check or feed us?!
On Tuesday 13th September, as soon as I arrived with my foster mum, the vet came to meet me for the first time. She told my mum that my bodyscore was 1, that's good right? No!
On a score chart of 1-9, with 9 being the fattest and 1 being the skinniest. I scored 1. I am emaciated. There is nothing less than 1, just dead.
My field mates scores are slightly higher, maybe because they are younger, but their scores are not good: approx 2.
The only one who scored decent 5, is our little Welsh Section A who is bred to live off fresh air on a Welsh Mountain.
All our feet are in poor condition, long and chipped, splayed and weak. We haven't seen a farrier for a very long time. But hopefully we will all be able to walk with more comfort after a few visits.
None of us have had any worming treatments.
None of us have seen a dentist or vet in years.
So we have all been in our foster homes for a few days, we are eating grass, hay and small little feeds so we don't shock our bodies too much, too soon. It could kill us to eat too much too soon, but we are all feeling a little brighter.
What about Jayne and Kelvin? Well, they finally realised we were no longer in the field on Friday, 3 days AFTER our rescue. 3 days!
Were they on holiday? Were they in hospital? Were they at a show? Had something bad happened to them? I don't know, but Jayne had been posting on her Facebook, so she wasn't complete incapacitated. Oh wait, she was posting about Sameon, the newest favourite!
On Friday, Kelvin finally got in touch with the land owner asking where we 4 horses were. 3 days later!
Where are we? But no, he didn't really want to know where all 4 of us were. He only really wanted to know where my 'brother' Pizazz was.
It turns out one he is also well known, another pure bred Arab! Check us out, we were both famous, once upon a time! I guess he was Jayne's most recent favourite out of the 4 of us, but even that was still not enough to care and look after him. He was also starving to death, just like me and the others.
Luckily the wonderful land owner refused to tell Kelvin where we were, because we were skeletons, because they were slowly killing us through starvation.
So now we know we can stay safe and having care away from Jayne and Kelvin Watkins.
BUT.... it seems that I, Desert Miracle, was not only let down by Jayne and Kelvin.
I was also let down by someone running a so called horse rescue / sanctuary? How can that happen? You go to a horse rescue to make sure you don't get neglected, right? Well, that's what my foster mum told me.
Rescues place you in homes that have been assessed and are suitable for you. Rescues always keep up to date with you and how you are. Rescues come visit and see your OK. Rescue will always have your back for the rest of your life, no matter how long you stay with your adopted home.
But that didn't happen to me. My 'rescue' has never come to see me. My 'rescue' didn't even bother to get recent updates or photos of me. My 'rescue' abandoned me. My 'rescue' did not have my back.
The rescue took an adoption fee for me! So she would have had her travel costs covered to come visit me many times. She wasn't going to be out of pocket. And she didn't even live that far away, only a bit further to West Wales.
So why did my 'rescue' let me down, as well as Jayne and Kelvin? She could have prevented this, but she failed me and let me suffer.
So a little update about us. We have all settled into our new foster homes. We have all been eating grass (real proper grass, not peashooters and weeds). We have been in fields away from machinery and wire. We have started the very long, slow and expensive process of becoming fit, well and healthy again. Hopefully the neglect has not caused detrimental damage to us and we will all recover, but this is not guaranteed.
So a little bit about my last few days.
When I arrived at my new foster mum's home, I was met straight away by the vet because I was in such a bad way.
Mrs Vet had to give me a scary needle but I stood like a professional, like I was taught for the show ring, but I didn't have any energy to fight or move around. I acted like I didn't even feel the needle going in. Then I felt very, very sleepy and started dozing, I started to wobble but my foster mum held my head up while the vet did her examination of me. My heart and lungs sounded good and my temperature was OK.
But then she looked in my mouth...... it was awful. She said she couldn't believe there were no cuts or holes or ulcers in there. But I did have a lot of scar tissue where there had been so many in the past. These had healed giving my cheeks a little protection of scar tissue from my nasty teeth. My teeth had very sharp points sticking out into my cheeks like lots of daggers. I have fractured teeth. I had lots of grass and matter all clumped around my teeth that had to be cleaned away. Even I could smell them when they were removed and I was sleeping. My gums were bleeding and very sore. But Mrs Vet said it would all feel better very soon. I hope so! She also said I needed a lot more appointments to get my teeth into better shape because they are so bad and they haven't been done for such a long time. I don't mind if she makes me sleepy again so it doesn't hurt.
Mrs Vet also took some of my poo! Strange woman wanting my waste, but she must know her stuff being vet? She wants to see what worms I have??? Worms in my poo?? Why would I have worms in my poo?? Because I haven't had any worm prevention medication after being neglected for such a long time, she said I've probably got a worm infestation in my belly!! Yuck!! if I received worming a couple of times a year then I wouldn't be at such high risk. They only cost £8!
I am now day 4 into my new, safe life.
I have set up this page so you can follow our progress.
I hope I will look as beautiful as I once did in the show ring, but my foster mum says I look beautiful today and every day, in her eyes.
Its going to be a very long and expensive time with lots of my needs and care being met by my foster mum but I am determined to get there, We all are.
Thank you for reading about me, Pizazz and our friends, please keep following our page for more updates as we continue our recovery.
We will share photos of our past when we were younger, photos of us in show condition, photos of when we were favourite's of Jayne, photos of what we now look like after being neglected by them for so long, and photos as we progress in our new safe lives through our rehabilitation.
Our needs are expensive, already several hundred for myself alone, so any donations of rugs, or contribution towards vet or care costs would be extremely gratefully received.