Both of my horses were rescue horses. One (Rex) was saved from he dogger's pen as a failed racehorse. I found out through his brand that his sire was Nediym and his dam Countess Hula. He was a half brother to General Nediym who won the Gold Coast Magic Millions race. I was able to rehabilitate him to be a great eventer who excelled in dressage. I bought him when I was just a beginner and he was a two year old. Although broken in, I spelled him for another year with just lunging until he was 3 before starting him in Parelli natural horsemanship. He did brilliantly at it and we had a level 4 partnership before my divorce (my ex husband got my horses which he then sold). I competed with Rex under his name I registered Nediym Count Rex. He was a 16.5hh chestnut gelding with an interrupted stripe and left sock.
Comet was another rescue, although not from the dogger's pen this time. He was an ex Riding for the Disabled horse but because he became injured without them knowing, he began to bite. Because this is considered dangerous for an RDA horse to bite, they tried without success to find a buyer. He was left in the paddock without feet, teeth or grooming and got terrible rain scald as a result. I answered an ad in the local newspaper saying "15.2hh throughbred gelding. $500 ONO". I bought him on the spot after riding him for half an hour. He was a gentleman to ride although I discovered had a wither injury, hence the reason for his biting. After successful treatment with from the vet and equine chiropractor and a period of spelling with just lunging, he was a great pony club and trail riding horse. Not so good at jumping as he would purposely knock poles down and trot through the fences (lil bugger!). He was totally bombproof and became for a long time my very best friend in the world. He was chestnut with just a perfect white star. Again, my ex husband got him in our divorce settlement (he got all assets of the marriage and the horses were considered assets) and he sold him on to another (hopefully loving) home.
I miss my boys very much as they both helped me through a very dark period in my life. I used to go down and cry into their coats. They also didn't care if I talked to my voices out loud. They just loved my company. They were gorgeous!
