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Reality Horse Story (True}
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Newgen    Posted 04-21-2004 at 22:16:35       [Reply]  [No Email]
I used to work for some people who raised Belgian draft horses. While I enjoyed the little bit I worked with them, I never claimed to be a horseman. I was there to drive trucks and work on tractors. Until the fateful weekend they decided to take off for a weekend and leave the wife's sister (who also worked there} and me in charge.
They gave us a list that would rival the most doting parents imaginabe, packed the car, and were walking out the door when th ehusband turned around and said "Now I don't want to come home to any dead horses!!" I said "I sure wish you wouldn't have said that!" We both laughed at our own wit and he got in the car and I went back to the tractor I was working on.
At about 5 o'clock the sister went out to do the evening chores. She came in the shop 2 minutes later, white as a ghost, and said--"Uh--can you come out to the barn for aminute? I need your opinion"
I followed her to the barn and she pointed to a yearling colt lieing on his side, legs stiff, toung hanging out, eyes staring at notheing and said, "What do you think is wrong with him?"
To which I replied "Well, I'm no vet, but I'm pretty sure that horse is dead!"
This was before the days of cell phones, so we had no way of getting ahold of them, as they had only been gone for 3 hours ona 6 hour trip. Actually this worked to our advantage, as we called the people they were on their way to see and told them what had happened, so they got the task of breaking the news to them!
The next morning we were instructed to call the vet for an autopsy. The vet got there late in the morning. Being the good employees that we were, we volunteered to assist him.
Sis about lost it when the vet stuck his big knife in the horses belly and the black fluid came gushing out. I was ok with that part, but I have to admit to getting a little queesy when he cut the tendons on the leg he had me holding and it kinda flopped over in a rather unnatural direction. But we got it done, then it was lunch time. We both cleaned up with didinfectant soap {thoroughly I might add}
Sis went home for lunch and I went to the local Dairy Queen for a burger and fries. After about 2 bites of burger and 3 fries I began to wish I had gone someplace where I wouldn't have to eat with my fingers!!
To conclude this rather long story, the results of the autopsy showed that the colt had died from {if any of you horse people think this is wrong, please correct me, it's been 20 years, I've slept since then, and as I said, I never claimed to be a horseman}--colitisX {sp?}
All I do know is when Sis and I got back to the shop after lunch that day we both admitted to being appetite challenged, and both said, almost simultaniosly, "If you could have seen your face!!!"
Sorry if I got to long winded or graphic folks, just telling the story as I remember it!


Patria    Posted 04-22-2004 at 05:31:54       [Reply]  [No Email]
Morning Newgen

I had to go back and read again.
Thought the boss knew he had left it there for you to find out..:-)


Newgen    Posted 04-22-2004 at 05:42:42       [Reply]  [No Email]
Morning to you to Patria.

That's a good angle you came up with there, but unfortunatly I did see the horse standing before he left.


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