Monday, June 24, 2013

Bruised


Horses can leave you that way, more than just literally.  Sometimes, no matter how careful you are, things happen.  June 16th, 2013, we lost Viv to colic. Just days before I had been commenting how well she'd been doing, just over a year since she'd had surgery to correct a 180 degree twist of her large colon with 2013 foal Victor in utero. 
Victor, fifteen weeks old now

Victor is almost four months old - like his big (half) brother Hugo, weaned early, but not at quite so early an age where it is too worrisome.  It's an adjustment, most definitely, but he's old enough to adapt to a diet of hay and concentrate.  Hugo, now a big, strapping yearling, is proof of that.  Having gone through it with Hugo, I was prepared, at least, and Victor is doing well.  It's up to these two handsome boys to carry on their mom's legacy. 

(Title is stolen from one of my favourite Ben Folds songs - Bruised.  "....love just leaves you bruised."



The Brothers Neigh....


Sweet, sensitive mare, sadly missed.


6 comments:

T Myers said...

oh so sad, I didn't realize you had lost the mare. Victor is just adorable. So happy he is doing well.

Karen Thumm said...

What terrible news, Linda! I'm so sorry for you, for Victor and for Viv's owners.

We lost a horse to colic at our barn just this weekend. Everyone is holding their breath waiting for the third bad thing to happen now. (Lost another one a few months ago)

Karen Thumm said...

What terrible news, Linda! I'm so sorry for you, for Victor and for Viv's owners.

We lost a horse to colic at our barn just this weekend. Everyone is holding their breath waiting for the third bad thing to happen now. (Lost another one a few months ago)

AmberRose- Girl With a Dream said...

I'm so sorry to hear this :(

Elizabeth McCrindle said...

Aww Linda I'm so sorry to read this, a sad loss too all of you. I guess we all know that bruised feeling only to well. Hopefully the rest of the gang will give you lots to smile about and help to heal. Sending a (((hug)))....

Linda Shantz said...

Thanks everyone. Sorry to hear about the troubles at your barn, Karen. I don't count threes anymore....usually stuff seems to come in clumps. Poor Viv and her boys have had their fair share of troubles.