When I made an appointment for a vet exam, the clinic checked their patient data base for a quarter horse named Moose. They found one who was nine years old and was listed with a 23 years old mare. Bingo. Someone named her Autumn. Welcome Autumn. I will be her caretaker until she is healed and we can find the right home for her.
Moose has been Autumn's leader and protector for the 10 months I have known them. He is very devoted to her and is troubled that she has been taken from his side to eat and heal. A very solid boy, he appears wormy but has not suffered the weight loss of his sweetie. My friend will be his caretaker. Moose, who I am calling Mosely, waited by the gate for hours and hours, calling to Autumn. What will happen to their relationship?
Tomorrow I will trim his hoofs. They have some nasty forward flares that look very uncomfortable. I worked on Autumn's front hoofs today. Cary (with Mosley in pictures) is going to help me tomorrow, so I should be able to get all their hoofs trimmed in much more comfy.