Sorry it’s been a long time since I’ve written a blog. Last time I left you Henry was due to be turned out in a couple of days.
Unfortunately the night before he was due to finally go outside after 3 and a half months Box Rest I found him in his stable unable to put any weight on his left hind leg.
He couldn’t get to his hay or his water and was in a lot of pain. Duncan Ballard came out immediately and quickly found that he had damaged something in his stifle region. He was 8/10 lame and often his steps were not weight bearing at all. We gave him some intravenous pain killers and hoped that he had just twinged something and would pull out a miracle and be better in the morning.
The next day he was slightly better, only 6/10 lame. We agreed to box rest for a bit longer and would X-Ray later in the week. Henry stayed at 6/10 lame and the X-Rays showed nothing. This suggested a soft tissue injury which was not a good prognosis at all. At this point Henry was still suffering colic symptoms from the prolonged box rest so we had no choice but to turn him out.
We medicated his stifle with no success. He was the same if he was inside or outside he just didn’t get any better. We decided to try and scan his stifle and Amy Teal was going to write a case study about him.
Over the next few days Henry got much worse. He would have episodes of not being able to walk at all. He would have to lie down as it was too painful and tiring to stand up. He had vets coming to see him nearly every night to manage his pain. On Wednesday 13th December Duncan and I decided that he was losing his quality of life very quickly and putting him to sleep would be the best option for him. We agreed to let him spend some time in the field and manage his ‘episodes’ the best we could.
The next morning, Thursday 14th December, I found Henry in the worst state I could imagine. He was completely unable to use his leg at all and was clearly in an enormous amount of pain. Something I never wanted Henry to have to go through ever again. He was put to sleep that day. He got to finish all the feed left in his bins topped with molasses and all his treats!
Henry’s death was the worst thing that has ever happened to me. He was my best friend in the whole world and I feel like I’ve lost my right arm. I take comfort in knowing that our decision was in his best interest and not vain or selfish.
Rest In Peace Little Henry xx