Diamond came to us together with her mom Royal (a papered quarter horse) as a 2 month old foal. Royal was brought to an auction very pregnant and would have been bought by a meat buyer if Bear Valley Rescue had not stepped in. Thinking about it, Diamond would have probably been born at a feedlot and died within a short time. Or slaughtered as horse veal.
Diamond was born within 2 weeks after arrival at Bear Valley Rescue and was named Diamond because of the little diamond she has on the side of her neck. Her birth went very quick thanks to the experienced mom (she used to be a broodmare for 6 years) and Diamond was a healthy foal.
I decided to foster them because that way my foal Cornelia could grow up with a playmate instead of with a couple of older mares and grumpy geldings. And it is also better for their mental development. It’s kind of like having a child grow up with a couple of grandparents without the contact of children who are the same age. Of course they will grow up anyway but it’s better for their mindset to be with other kids. Same for horses.
Because Diamond was a foal other people started to be interested in her, to adopt her so I decided to adopt her myself so the two of them could stay together. And I am also a sucker for not wanting to take them apart. Just hate to see horse looking for each other for weeks. Calling out for eachother.
Now they can stay together till the day they die and I have an extra horse to ride in the future. Although she will probably be way better in barrel racing then dressage. And in that case we have to find somebody who likes to ride her, because I am too old for that kind of fast-paced sport :-).
Diamonds’ character is great. She is very sweet and easy to handle except with her legs. Two summers ago she got stuck in the barbed wire and ripped open her hind leg. Good thing it was old wire because it broke and didn’t rip her tendons too but is was close. Yes, I am replacing all the barb wire and keep them away from the parts I haven’t replaced yet with electric fence. Unfortunately my mare Gracia has a very high pain level and doesn’t care at all about the shocks she gets. The grass on the other side is greener so she just goes through it. Almost every day I am repairing and replacing the lines.
So her legs are a big no no for people. I had to be very careful to keep the wound clean and twice the vet had to come to sedate her for a big clean up. After weeks the wounds were healed but her idea that we would do something to her legs not. Despite the many touches of her leg she still doesn’t allow it. Lifting her front feed just ends up in her dropping on her knees to get out of my grip.
But we will succeed one day. And then she can finally have a good trim by our farrier.
For now we keep trying and she also will start her training this summer so it will come. She will be one of these golden pony when older which can be handled by everybody even small children.