The vet is a good vet. He knows horses. He's not a cow vet that does horses, he a horse vet that does cows. Shaun was 100.9 this morning, he is 100.4 this afternoon...and it's hotter. Can you believe it's 104 degrees here? Death Valley was 104 when we were there. I thought I was in hell. Nope. But I think I live here now. It's all over, this heat. The horses have a shelter and lots of trees. I know, when you think of Kansas you think of dry, hot, flat and brown. No, we are in eastern Kansas so we are hot, flat and green. In spite of the heat, spending about 45 minutes at a time with the herd. Just changed out the water, as it's hard to keep it cold in this heat. The vet thinks it's a respiratory infection. I don't think he knows, but is hoping he pulls out of it with antibiotics. I think that's why his temp went down.
Horses. They are big, strong, regal souls who will mirrior your every move...and they will mirrior your soul too. If you have anger issues, so does your horse. If you have control issues, so does your horse. If you want a good horse, you have to be a good human. That's why your horse will be wonderful with a good trainer. The trainer is a good human being. You get the horse home, viola he has issues. Your issues. He'll never get better until you do. Aint that a bitch. Natural horsemanship is a lot of things. One of them requires you to quit blaming the horse for your own manure. Most folks would rather blame the horse. But that's another story. I'm sure you are wondering what the rest of the story is with Shaun, aka Cusack.
Neil from Horsetalknz commited to paying for Shaun and the shipping and would try to start fund raising through his web site. Well, we were blown away by what happened next. Unbelievable.
You can see all that Neil has written about Shaun on Horsetalknz. We talked and emailed a lot, so he between him, me, Shaun's original breeder, and a lot of other folks, Shaun's story unfolded. The donations came rolling in. Enough to pay the vet, the shipper, his board in Washington, the farrier, and some left over for food, supplements, vet, and farrier here. I think today was the first out of the pocket money I've spent on Shaun.
Yes, we had plenty of money, thanks to donations coming in from all over the world. But Shaun was still in the kill pen, and I was here in Kansas. What to do? I needed another miracle. She came in the form of Lisa O'Gorman. Lisa and her friend, Rachel drove to the auction house, and picked up Shaun. They said he saw the truck and trailer pull in and it was like he knew it was for him. Lisa said he looked like someone must have forgotten him. How else would he end up here, and thank you for coming and getting him. His feet were terribly tender from the concrete. He was so thin, there was no way he would survive a cross country trip. Lisa volunteered to pay the very expensive two weeks of board, and food, and supplement, and very good company. It's a good thing. The shipper wouldn't transport him unless he was quarentined for two weeks. That same shipper was unreachable, thereafter. Yes, I needed another miracle. No one could move him for less than 150o.0o. I didn't have that much. I called Neil and began to pray.
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