Author: Anonymous
One Sunday morning I was on my way to work and I got the phone call no horse owner wants to get. “Uhh, T is colicking, you better get up here as soon as you can.” Called work saying I just couldnt make it. They are not horse people and didn’t understand, and I risked getting fired. I didn’t care.
That car ride up to the barn was the longest 10 minutes of my life.
The vet arrived and did the typical examinations … T wasn’t getting better. After two hours of tears and hand walking, off to Guelph we went!
Guelph is a scary place. Especially for a horse suffering from colic. Turns out, T was suffering from a nephrosplenic entrapment of the large colon. My options? Surgery or Goodbye. Not what an 18-year-old wants to hear. I told them that I couldn’t possibly put him through surgery, I just couldnt. Thank goodness the vet felt my compassion and told me she would do everything in her power to save my best friend. Examination after examination and after hours of lungeing and waiting … nothing.
I got a call later that night saying if they couldn’t resolve it by morning it would be cruel to make him suffer any more.
What a long night that was. I think I got maybe 8 minutes of sleep the whole night.
So, in the morning it was off to Guelph, again. It was the saddest two hours of my life, preparing to say goodbye.
When we got there, the vet came rushing in to the waiting room. “I’ve been trying to call you for the past hour and a half!” she said. I thought “oh no, did he get worse and you had to say goodbye for me?”
“He resolved it during the night; your horse is going to live! I dont know how he did it, but if he can do that, he was meant to live.”
I hugged her. Then I hugged her again, then I cried!
We rushed into the hospital barn where he was. He was actually genuinely happy to see me. I’ve never kissed and hugged a horse so much, ever.
Two days later, T came home.
My mom’s favorite part of all of this was when I got him off the trailer at home I said to him “I said I’d never let you go. And I never did.”
