Buddy’s Story Hello everyone! I would like to introduce myself. My name is Inspiringhope but everyone calls me Buddy. I am a horse. I was born on July 18, 2008. That was my mom’s birthday. My mom’s name is Second Income. In 2007 she was diagnosed with a cancer called Hemangio- Sarcoma. This is a bleeding cancer. So I’m guessing my mom had a hard time with this. My owner and caregiver Loretta took really good care of my mom.. She has a really good veterinarian by the name of Wilhem Schroer. He found ways to help with this. He put a tourniquet around the lumps of cancer as they grew on my mom. They were at the base of her tail. This would cut off the circulation to the lump and it would fall off. All this treatment helped my mom to carry me through the eleven months that it takes to have a baby horse, better known as a foal. Well, I am a bay gelding and my mom was a bay mare. The reason for telling you this is because it is usually a grey horse no matter the gender that will get a cancer. My mom’s sire is a stallion named Laag, he is grey. So I’m guessing the color carried over and that is how my mom got this terrible disease. I’m not supposed to get cancer but I’m also guessing no one knows for sure. Well back to the good stuff. After I was born it got hard for my mom to eat. So Loretta, my new mom to be made a mash of sweet feed, oats and hay cubes mixed with warm water. The warm water helped to make it mushy and since I was eating from two days old, I took a liking to this mash. There were some other people in my life for a while too. They were Clint and Nina Johnson. They caught me and put a halter on me and taught me how to lead. They were also there when it come time to get my freeze brand. A freeze brand is some numbers and letters someone freezes on to the neck of a horse. The only horses that I know of that have this is the Standardbred horse. Jim Mahorich did this job while Clint and Nina held me and made me feel secure. Then they just disappeared from my life. I remember my mom’s last day too. I laid down about four or five feet from where she was laying down. It was a Sunday afternoon and Loretta was with us. My mom had her head on Loretta’s knees and Loretta was stroking her neck, talking to her quietly and crying as my mom took her last breaths. Loretta will tell you I whinnied once when she took her very last breath. There was nothing Loretta could do that day because she had to go to work. But the next day I was put in a big stall in the barn. This was Monday. My mom died on July 13, 2008. Anyway, I was in the barn. I even had company in the next stall. That was my sire Keystone Surge. Everyone calls him Papa Surge. So anyway, on this Monday when Loretta gets up she comes to visit me and brings my mash now made with a powder horse milk she buys at Keddies Tack and Western Wear and Feed Mill. Then she told me she was going to take care of my mom for the last time. My big half sister was there to watch all that was going on, her name is Bo Magnolia. Well Loretta walks out into the trees and picks up a bunch of wood and covers my mom with it. After about an hour or so of this Loretta lights the wood on fire and I call out three times as I knew I wouldn’t ever see my mom again. Loretta told me about cremation and that’s what she did to my mom. I have to say that while I am growing up, Loretta has taken very good care of me. Someone stole me once and she came and got me and brought me back home. No one has ever tried that again. I was supposed to be trained to race starting at about two years old. But that’s not going to happen now because the horseracing industry is falling apart. I was also supposed to race to raise money for the Canadian Cancer Society. Well, as my life is going, I’m a very spoiled horse and am not doing anything exciting. Once in a while Loretta will get on my back and make me give her a ride for two or three minutes and sometimes she’ll make me carry a bag or two of feed to the barn for her. I guess its ok but I’m not sure I like to work. I probably shouldn’t mind doing this for her because she is always good to me making sure I have lots of feed and water and treats. She is a very good mom. Sometimes she will show me a picture of my mom Second Income. She will also tell me stories about her too. I also get to spend lots of time with my Papa Surge. He’s very helpful with telling me how to be a horse and not a person. The trouble with that is that I like being both, a person and a horse. Well this is about all there is to my story. You may get to meet me someday, maybe in a parade or at a race track or even at the Agricultural Show that takes place at Evergreen Park each year. Maybe it will be at the farm. For sure when you do get to meet me it will be as exciting for you as it is for me. I love people and I love to show off. So until then you all take care out there in the big world. Love always Buddy, The baby horse who survived his mother’s cancer.
Posted on: Wed, 23 Jul 2014 07:33:14 +0000
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