From the magazine...
Helping you to help your horse
There’s only one thing worse for a horse owner than finding your four-legged friend in a state of misery and pain – and that’s hearing about it on the phone when you are 965 miles away.
This was the scenario that I was in recently when I went to France on holiday and left my horses in the care of my parents. Day one of the holiday went well. I received regular texts to let me know that Maia, Zara and Rona were drinking, eating and reacting as normal. Thinking that this was going to set the tone for the rest of my trip, I started to relax and enjoy this time away.
That was my big mistake, because on day two I received a phone call telling me that Zara was reluctant to put weight down on one of her hind legs. After talking to my parents about her symptoms, we came to the conclusion that it was an abscess and the plan was for my parents to