Founder Chronicles: Killer lameness strikes
Founder Chronicles: Encouragement, more remedies

Founder Chronicles: We fight back

Founder Chronicles 1: Killer Lameness Strikes
Times have changed since my mother’s horse died when her coffin bone exited through the sole of her hoof in the 1980’s. These days, if you catch founder early and treat it right, your horse can survive and lead a productive life. Those words of encouragement from our veterinarian were worth more than gold to us. Bonnie had a chance. I would not have believed it unless someone told me because Bonnie stood in the darkest corner of her stall, unable to move because her feet hurt so badly. Our veterinarian prescribed phenylbutazone (“bute”) and ixosoprene, traditional anti-inflammatory, painkilling and circulation enhancing drugs. We called the gravel company and ordered a load of coarse sand, stripped her stall, and bedded her in 12 inches of sand. The bute relieved much of Bonnie’s pain, but she was still depressed. She was banned from eating anything but grass hay, and was now locked in the barn, on strange, scratchy bedding, away from her friends. We began a rotation of equine baby sitters, but Bonnie remained sad. Our athletic little pistol of a friend was only a shadow of her former self.
(Tomorrow: Encouragement, more remedies)