Cara-Jean Kitchi
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Vet Student[M:2668]
Life is the art of drawing, Without an easer -John Gardner
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Post by Cara-Jean Kitchi on Oct 11, 2012 1:24:29 GMT -6
 | Name: | Pixie Rose
(Risk) | | Age: | 5 | | Height: | 13.2 | | Sex: | Mare | | Breed: | Welsh Pony, Section B | | Colour: | Rose Grey | | Markings | Socks (hind legs), Star | | Brand: | None |
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Cara-Jean Kitchi
Master
Vet Student[M:2668]
Life is the art of drawing, Without an easer -John Gardner
Posts: 615
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Post by Cara-Jean Kitchi on Oct 11, 2012 2:15:09 GMT -6
“Of all the animals, man is the only one that is cruel. He is the only one that inflicts pain for the pleasure of doing it.” Mark Twain
Just when I thought I thought I knew the cruelty of humans, I am once again surprised with how much I don't know.
We, the vet students, were called to the clinic today. I was stressing a little that something had happened to the foals, but Dr Carr quickly settled that stress. We followed the woman out through the barn to the yards and as well as the normal two horses that always lived outside, there were two new animals; a rose-grey pony and a blanket Appaloosa. It made me cringe looking at both animals. The Appaloosa, a gelding, age not easy to tell by looking at him, was a sack of horse flesh spread over bones. The pony, a young mare - her age was easier to tell - had bandages on each of her legs, and grazes over her side - from the way she was standing I could only see her right side (as opposed to her left) - and her nose was just a mess of scratches, no doubt she had grazes over her other side and chest.
Dr Carr told us - Annabelle and myself - that, if we wanted to, we could choose one to work with. I don't think the veterinarian even managed to draw in a breath before we both said that we would help. I felt honoured that Annabelle said I could pick first. I have never managed to really "click" with geldings, so I asked to work with the mare.
It was now that Dr Carr shared with us the reason that the horses were in the state that they were; the gelding had been left in a paddock in the middle of nowhere to starve to death - what a horrible fate for any animal. The mare? She had been led to her new home, her new owners in their car. The mare had stumbled often before they were happened upon by a sheriff and the pony was taken into the custody of the humane society and then into the care of Dr Carr and now that of myself.Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow creatures is amusing in itself. James A. Froude, English historian (1818 - 1894)
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