Today turned out to be rather eventful one on the farm.
6am: With the weather being cold and crappy I ended up turning out Fay and Goliath in their rain sheets last night. This morning when I went out to give them breakfast I noticed Goliath had made a mess of his sheet. It was practically under his belly and one of the leg straps was wrapped around his hind fetlock. He didn’t appear to be in any distress and stood quietly as I took the blanket off him. I call him a goofball and fed him his breakfast.
7am: On my way down the driveway as I headed off to work the big guy decided to take a nap next to Cotton and the foal. I remember thinking how cute it was so I snapped this photo.
9am: I get a call from my husband who too was heading down the driveway to work and noticed that Goliath was still down and this time none of the other horses was near him. He was all alone and didn’t even react to the car coming down the driveway. M decided to get out of the car and walk over to the fence to check him out closer. Still, Goliath didn’t so much as blink or lift his head. Thanks to the wet ground and rain Goliath was also shivering.
At this point I got the phone call I advised him to do all he could to get Goliath up and I’d call the vet and head back home.
10am: Driving like a mad woman I made it home in record time. Sure enough Goliath was still down and had that glassy eyed look of lost hope. With M’s help I pulled out his front legs and we rocked him as hard as we could to get him up on his chest. At that point the old boy made the effort to actually stand up! Yippy!
I had M walk him around while I ran to get a thermometer and some blankets. This is when it’s good to know your horse’s “normal” temperature. Goliath’s temp usually hangs around 99.9 to 100 so when I got a reading of 98.3 I was pretty concerned and relieved at the same time. At least it wasn’t a fever but disconcerting knowing my poor boy was very cold.
The vet showed up a short time later and did a full physical and thankfully he wasn’t colicing. The vet says it was just a case of “help I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.” Literally he got down, didn’t have the strength or the will to get back up and just “gave up.” Thanks to mother nature being such a PITA he got soaked to the bone and caught hypothermia.
So for today Goliath is covered in blankets and is in a stall to keep him dry so he can warm back up. We’re also taking turns walking him up and down the driveway every 1-2 hours so his fatigued muscles don’t seize up on him again.
Summary:
Here’s what we think happened. After finding a freshly made mud pit in the pasture I concluded that Goliath probably rolled, got a leg caught in his blanket somehow and proceeded to totally freak out wasting all of his energy trying to free himself from his blanket.
When I found him in the morning and freed him of the blanket he finally could relax and laid down for a nap. However, when it came time to stand back up, his muscles were weak from the struggle the night before and he literally couldn’t get back up. He literally gave up trying and just lay there. If it wasn’t for the fact my husband had enough horse sense to stop and check him out we very possibly could have come to a very sick or possibly dead horse.