So last wednesday morning my mother (whom I was not on speaking terms with(I live with my dad)) called me. I ignored it and went back to sleep. I woke up about an hour later and saw that I had 5 missed calls and 5 voicemails, I got scared, I knew something bad had happened. We weren't talking because she told me she didn't want to see me again. And when she called I figured it was to yell at me or something and I just didn't want to deal with that, I was at a friends house. Well I listened to 1 voicemail, and it was my mom freaking out telling me that my horse Desi, was down and not getting up. My horse is my life, and when i heard that I started crying woke up my friend Helen (at 930 am) and told her i had to go home right now! When I got to my moms house I went to my horses side and saw just how sick she was, my mom told me it was colic. My mom and brother were trying to hook up the horse trailer, which my step dad (who was in florida) usually does, not only that the tags had died. Desi (my horse) was literally holding herself up by leaning on me, a 1200 lb. horse. She was sweating, but cold to the touch. And to top it off, our regular vet was in the hostpital. So we had to get her in out trailer and get her to a vet that was over an hours drive away. After we finally got on the road, it only got worse. My moms fairly new truck? its breaks completely failed. While we were going down the highway with a sick horse in a trailer behind the truck. Somehow,thankgod, we managed to get to the equine center. Where they discovered Desi had coliced, and twisted her intestines. The only solution, an $8,000 surgery that my already old horse MIGHT make it out of. My mother made the decesion to put her to sleep. That was by far the worst day of my life, but it gets worse. The a**hole vet, told us that they were going to throw my horse into a landfill, because(since our truck wasn't working)we had no way to, as he put it "dispose" of her body. Then he told us that we needed to say goodbye NOW, because we were only prolonging the inevitable. And she was in pain, the vets? They had given her 3 freaking sedetives, she didn't even know who I was. And then, when I was crying in her stall saying goodbye, he told my mom that i needed to hurry up, I was only causing her to be in more pain. I just cannot stop thinking of where she ended up. :/ We had 3 horses and now we have 2, Desi was one of a pair, It was Desi and Billy and then way over there.....Blu. And when we didn't bring Desi back? Billy freaked, he's lost ALOT of weight in only four days, he's barely eating and he won't go in her stall. He's starting to act sick too. I'm sorry this is long and I probably have some grammatical errors, i just needed to vent.
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.
Hey, I know we aren't friends... probably cause you dont know me, but just three years ago my dad had to put my dog down. It was the saddest day of my life!!!! But I know it was the best him cause he was in a lot of pain. And it was the best for your horse, it doesn't matter where he/she ended up, what does matter is that your horse is not in any pain. And even though he/she is gone, I am pretty sure that you will never forget the memories you had with your missed horse!!!!