Palmiras feet are very tender. Therefore we ordered some sand for her. It’s inspection time.
Beethoven is not with us anymore.
This morning, after a long talk with our Vet we agreed to not operate Beethoven. His chances to heal were so slim but the pain he was about to confront was so high that out of respect and love for Beethoven I decided to let him go to sleep. I cannot explain what a difficult decision this was, nor can I explain the pain I am feeling now.
Lucky has lost a long time friend – we shall miss you Beethoven. Happy Trails!
Thanks to everyone who donated supplies for Beethoven’s surgery.
The surgery will be performed by Dr. Matteo Tognato from Ferrara ad will consist of the removal of the hoof wall in order to remove the infection. The foot will then be medicated and placed in a cast. Initially this procedure will need to be repeated every 2-3 days and eventually at longer intervals.
Beethoven will be placed on pain medication and antibiotics and the hoof will begin to regrow. The cost of the surgery, including post operative care, will be approximately 1,500-2,000 euros (the cost of each treated bandage used to form the cast is 8 euros and we will be using 2-3 at a time).
We will keep you posted and if you wold like to give us a hand with expenses it would be greatly appreciated.
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Our hay steamer died last night. Definitively died.
It was bound to happen.
Overused for years and years it was long giving signs that it was on its last legs.
We applied for the only source of funding available, a competitive grant offered to associations by the Region (Friuli) about every three years for the purchase of equipment.
We were denied funding, the problem being that we are “too small”.
The more volunteers and members an association has the higher the probability of obtaining a grant. This puts associations like ours at a great disadvantage since we are in much greater needs of funds.
Galileo and Devil now risk serious respiratory problems.
The steamer serves to remove mold, bacteria and mites from the hay while maintaining the hay’s nutritional value. This machine is essential for many elderly equines and for all of those suffering from respiratory problems.
We Need to purchase one immediately!
Many of our horses and donkeys need hay with no impurities and we also need a bigger machine than the one we had. Please support our cause by clicking on the “donate now” button. You can donate what you can, even if its only the cost of your morning coffee.
Your donation is so important for the continued well being of our equines.
Want to know more?
Write us and please share our appeal with your friends on social media. Thank you.
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Siamo dispiaciuti ma le previsioni per domenica 26 giugno sono pessime: a quanto pare la pioggia non vuole abbandonarci.
Però non ci abbattiamo e saremo pronti per festeggiare con voi domenica 28 Agosto 2016!
La Festa Annuale al Rifugio del Cavallo è il più importante evento di raccolta fondi che organizziamo.
Il rinvio, come potrete immaginare, è per noi – che riusciamo a prenderci cura degli animali che abitano il Rifugio solo grazie alle donazioni di privati e agli eventi che promuoviamo – una decisione non da poco.
Vi invitiamo perciò a sostenerci, anche con una visita: una bottiglia di vino e una calda accoglienza non mancano mai al Rifugio.
Unica cosa importante: avvisateci prima con una telefonata (360593236). Organizzandoci saremo in grado di accompagnarvi nella vostra visita e magari prepararvi anche un buon pranzetto (pranzo al sacco o preparato da noi, questo lo deciderete voi).
Lo spazio non manca, il panorama è bellissimo e la compagnia (cavalli, capre, cani, gatti, galline, asini e una mucca) ancor di più.
Rosalie the cow has received medical treatment, been given a warm and comfy house, been looked after and cuddled, made new friends and now…
How is Rosalie. We get a lot of e-mails asking how she’s doing. Check it out.
She no longer just walks…she jumps!
Rosalie came to the shelter in November. Read her story.
The shelter is always short of funds and we knew that taking in another animal would put a further strain on our finances but when Evelyne saw Rosalie she couldn’t abandon her to her sorry fate!
Would you like to sponsor Rosalie and contribute to her care through a distance adoption?
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Animal shelters, and ours is no exception, are ALWAYS in need of funds. Upkeep is expensive and every penny goes towards food, medicine and shelter maintenance so that the animals can live in a serene and pleasant environment.
This particular post is intended mainly for those who ask the Shelter to take their horses for whatever reason:
- because the horse is old and can no longer be ridden
- because I can no longer afford him
- because our stable already has lots of horses
- because one of my horses limps and I have to compete. I can’t maintain both – I’ll make a donation – I’ll give you the lame one
I have to say that the last “because” is the one I hear the most and it makes me furious.
Its true there are special circumstances, failed marriages, lost jobs, homes in foreclosure and sometimes a poor horse – -perhaps even elderly – gets caught in the middle but these are the exceptions that confirm the rule.
I’d like to explain that according to Italian law horses, cows, sheep, goats, pigs and even donkeys are considered revenue producing animals. You don’t save them, you eat them. As a result and with that legal excuse there are no regional, local or EU funds for shelters.
I can only speak for our Shelter but I think all shelters face the same problems. We have to spend a lot of time on a variety of fundraising activities which take up precious time that should be devoted to the well being of our animals. And what about the volunteers who so generously donate funds? They are paying for the pleasure of shoveling manure!! All this to maintain animals – in our case horses – abandoned by others. But they do it because they’ve developed a bond with our shelter guests which nothing could sever. A bond which was apparently lacking with their previous “owners”.
What I’m asking you, therefore, is to think twice before getting a horse or any other animal.
An animal is a friend for life.Evelyne Zedan
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Today, 30 Dicember 2015, Baby left this world.
Born in 1982 she arrived at the Shelter in 2009. Physically and mentali distroid.
Baby, you were timid, fritened and your life was filled with monsters. I hope – no I am sure -staying with us you learned to trust people again loosing many of your fears. The last few month the abuse of the past started to come to the present. We could not help you anymore. Your poor body was tired and needed to go to sleep.
Sweet Baby, I am crying because I already miss you and I am crying about the indifference in which animals are treated in this world. I don’t believe in the rainbow thing, but I hope that there is a place for you to go, in which animals are treated with the love and respect they deserve.
I’ve always said I don’t know a thing about cows and that I’d never bring one to the Shelter… shoveling cow shit too? No way!
But Tuesday I went to my neighbor’s, a dairy farmer, to get hay as I do frequently. The cows were patiently queuing up to be milked but there was one who wasn’t able to stand.
She tried and tried but couldn’t get up.
“I have to sell her, she’s 8 years old and has a hard time getting up” were her owner’s words.
I didn’t have to ask who he’d sell her to. That night I couldn’t sleep. The thought that after 8 years of giving her all she was no longer considered useful and would be sold to the slaughter house kept tormenting me.
The next morning I went to take some photos of Rosalie (yes, I’d already given her a name) to circulate on the social networks and found her lying in the pasture. I was told “she can’t get up anymore, I’ve already called the slaughter house”.
We ended up taking her.
She was lifted up with a tractor and brought to the Shelter which is only 400 meters away.
If she really has to die she can at least do so serenely and painlessly in our pasture. But if she lives, which I hope with all my heart, she’ll have a lifelong home here at the Shelter.
The Shelter urgently need funds for an animal which, give our financial situation, we are hard pressed to support. But when I saw Rosalie I couldn’t abandon her to such a tragic fate. For this reason we are seeking someone for a distance adoption who would like to contribute to Rosalie’s upkeep. Please consider giving her a hand.
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Il tour italiano della fotoreporter Jo-Anne McArthur, è cominciato il 13 settembre e ha incontrato il pubblico di Bologna, Firenze, Roma, Milano, Pordenone , Mestre e Treviso, durante i quali ha presentato il suo progetto e il suo libro “Noi animali – We Animals” (Safarà Editore, Pordenone). Jo-Anne McArthur, originaria di Toronto, ha fotografato la drammatica situazione in cui versano gli animali nei sette continenti e in quaranta Paesi per più di dieci anni. Il suo libro contiene più di 100 fotografie selezionate tra le migliaia di immagini che costituiscono We Animals, un archivio di ritratti di animali in allevamenti, laboratori, circhi, acquari, mercati, insieme a quelli di animali ospiti in santuari e immortalati nei loro habitat naturali.”Le Voci dell’inchiesta, manifestazione In settembre la fotografa e attivista animalista Jo-Anne McArthur è stata invitata alla manifestazione “Le Voci dell’inchiesta”, Safarà Editore e in collaborazione con “Pordenonelegge” – mercoledì 23 settembre alle 20.45
“The Ghosts in our Machine”, il documentario che ha emozionato pubblico e giurie di svariati festival internazionali.
La fotografa attivista Jo-Anne McArthur presenterà domani sera, alle 20.45, “The ghosts in our machine”, il documentario di Liz Marshall che ha emozionato pubblico e giurie di svariati festival internazionali. La regista ha seguito la McArthur nel corso di un anno, attraversando così diverse storie di animali in alcune parti del Canada, Stati Uniti e in Europa, su cui si è basato parte del suo progetto fotografico – “We Animals” – che la fotografa porta avanti dal 1998. Ogni storia è una finestra sul mondo dell’industria animale: il cibo, la moda, l’intrattenimento e la ricerca. Un documentario nato dall’amore per gli animali, che non si limita a raccontare, ma mostra come nella nostra società gli animali vengano sviliti e considerati niente altro che merce. Come spiega la regista stessa: “The ghosts in our machine” – aggiunge – è un viaggio alla scoperta di quello che è un complesso dilemma sociale. In sostanza, gli esseri umani hanno abilmente classificato gli animali non umani in tre parti: animali domestici, la fauna selvatica, e quelli a cui non vogliono pensare: i fantasmi nella nostra macchina. Perché diamo valore alla fauna selvatica e ai nostri animali da compagnia, ma non ai miliardi di animali allevati e utilizzati ogni anno nelle industrie globali? Da qui sono partita». L’incontro è promosso da Le Voci dell’inchiesta, Safarà Editore, in collaborazione con pordenonelegge.
Realizzato dalla regista canadese Liz Marshall, The Ghosts in Our Machine segue l’attivista – fotografa nel corso di un anno attraverso diverse storie di animali che immortalerà in alcune parti del Canada, Stati Uniti e in Europa. Ogni storia è una finestra sul mondo dell’industria animale: il cibo, la moda, l’intrattenimento e la ricerca.
Un documentario nato dall’amore per gli animali, che non si limita a raccontare, ma mostra come nella nostra società gli animali vengano barbaramente sviliti e considerati niente altro che merce.
La McArthur inizia sin da ragazza ad avvicinarsi al mondo degli animali, esattamente come migliaia di altri suoi coetanei: attivandosi per farli adottare, dando una mano in canili e strutture simili quando c’era da nutrire cuccioli abbandonati o facendo la dog-sitter. A questo impegno iniziò presto a sovrapporsi il suo sguardo fotografico, che immortalò situazioni e animali che conosceva. Nel tempo il progetto l’ha portata in tutto il mondo, le foto raccolte sono state pubblicate in un libro e sono diventate il fulcro di un sito e un archivio in costante crescita e aggiornamento, che collabora con numerose realtà che in vari Paesi si occupano di tutelare gli animali.
If an older horse (Billy has approx.30-35 years of age) lays down for more than 30 – 60 minutes, his blood flow slows down, his front legs swell up and – depending on the weather- he gets real cold and umidity creeps into his bones. Therefore even with help it is very difficult to get him back on his feet again.
So an application was invented by a friend and loaded to an android phone. As soon as Billy’s body changes his position from vertical to horizontal the phone alarm goes off and within 30 seconds an emergency number is dialed. (my number)
We have 2 phones (spent 60 euro each) and therefore have Billy under controll 24 hours a day. If he falls in a save spot and the weather is good he’ll have max. one hour to rest and then we’ll help him up. Yet – if he falls in a dangerous spot or position, we can come to his rescue right away.
Older horses are often authanised because they cannot get up after they layed down. With this application – Billy down – there is controll 24hrs a day !!!
Josephine’s mood hasn’t changed, she eats, plays and doesn’t seem to be in pain but nonethless the swelling under her belly, the shape and odor of her feces and the slight inflammation of her right ear are troubling signs.
Therefore today Josy had a new ultrasound which revealed an accumulation of liquids inside her belly and an enlarged spleen.
Monday we’ll repeat the blood test and along with Dr. Tomaso Satta evaluate whether or not to take Josy to the clinic for further evaluation and eventually determine if additional surgery is needed.
Chin up Josy, we’re certain that everything will be fine.
Aqui was brought to the shelter by a truck driver from Bergamo
with the understanding that he would pay for Aqui’s upkeep and veterinary expenses.
After three months Giovanni disappeared leaving us
with incurred expenses of 1600 euros.
Aqui Cour’s story is one that could be told by many horses who like him are emblematic of the exploitation inherent in competitive racing. Horses who after their achievements, races and earnings (Aqui won 65,000 euro racing for his owner) end up being exploited in riding stables.
When they are no longer profitable for the stables they are used for horse therapy and eventually end up at the slaughterhouse. This the fate of most of these noble creatures.
Aqui Cour is a French Thoroughbred born in 1993. He competed until he was seven,victorious in enough races to earn his owner a considerable amount of money. At the end of his career Aqui was sold and began working in riding stables. He was passed from stable to stable beginning his slow descent into hell. In one of the last stables where he worked he suffered a severe injury resulting in a torn Achilles tendon.
Injury after injury rendered Aqui un-rideable. Not even deemed worthy of humane euthanasia he was photographed, from his best angle, and posted on Subito.it as a freebie.
Noticed by a potential new owner he was brought to the Shelter for rehabilitation before being transferred to his permanent new home. However, it was obvious from the initial exams that Aqui was in worse shape than what had been stated. Not only was his Achilles tendon torn and untreated but one knee had a suppurating abscess, his beautiful face was sunburned and eaten by insects and he was severely malnourished.
His new owner decided to board him at the Shelter promising to pay all expenses for his treatment and board. Promises unkept. The owner soon vanished abandoning Aqui with all his problems and health issues.
It was now 2011, Aqui Cour was only eighteen and he became a permanent resident of the Shelter.
The first thing we tackled was his Achilles tendon. Over time Aqui had compensated for his injury by putting too much weight on his right rear leg resulting in pain and inflammation. His quality of life and spirit improved and were maintained with the help of supplements including devil’s claw, ginger and MSM. Massage and electromagnetic blanket therapy became part of his daily regime. His tendon was supported by a structure held in place by a bandage.
This enabled him to walk, lie down and stand unassisted. Aqui started to feel good, live without constant medication and was able to make new friends both equine and human.
Unfortunately in August of 2014 he took a turn for the worse. Eco-graphs and X-rays showed that his right rear leg which compensated for the injured left lacked cartilage and synovial fluid and that the femoral joint lacked cushioning.
Even though walking is painful for Aqui his style and joy of living remain undiminished.
His medical reports were sent to a clinic in Ferrara, one of the best in Italy for equine orthopedics. We soon received the results which were not positive. There was no surgical procedure which could help his condition.
There is one last hope for Aqui, an innovative treatment which consists of intra-articular injections of stanozolol a synthetic anabolic steroid. One injection a week for six weeks at a cost of 100 euro per injection. It will be two or three months after the last injection before we can determine if the treatment has been effective.
If the treatment doesn’t work we’ll continue with pharmaceutical pain management therapy for as long as his system can handle it after which Shelter and veterinary staff are prepared to humanely euthanize Aqui in his paddock where he’ll be surrounded by his friends. A tragic fate caused by a past consisting of unpardonable abuse and neglect.
Let us not become accomplices to stories like these because there are many Aqui Cours, more than one can imagine. Lets put a stop to this chain of suffering.
Sara and Teresa, mother and daughter, come from Alessandria and were two of five ponies cared for by an elderly gentleman.
When he passed away his family, unable to care for them had to find other caretakers for the ponies.
Two ponies (Nuvola and Gualtiero) found a home, the other three were Devil, Sara and Teresa.
Devil was immediately placed at the Shelter while Sara and Teresa found another home which proved to be inadequate so they too ended up at the Shelter.
Now they’re at peace and happy, love salad are quite mischievous but are two sweet ponies.
Rumh is a distinguished lady who was born in 1978 and arrived at the Shelter in 2009. She arrived underweight, with dysentery and a severe bronchial infection.
For eight years she had lived alone with her ex-owner without any other horses for company. She had pretty much been left to her own devices, seemed lost in her own world and had a persistent cough.
Adequate food, fresh air and contact with people (the volunteers) and other horses (Daffy and Bianca with whom she lives) opened a new world for her. Now Rumh is happy and can frequently be seen running and even bucking and she coughs much less.
After Daffy death, in 2014, she lives with her friend Bianca.
Vuoi adottare Ruhm?
Ombra is a Avelignese (Haflinger) and was born about 1985.
She lived on a farm, where she was left entirely to himself.
Her feet were not properly cared for and she got osteoarthritis.
She then had great difficulty in going – has been neglected and abandoned.
Now she lives on the ranch and good care is finally ordinary!
After sweet Cinnamon died her paddock mate, Anais, a border at the Shelter grieved for her and was inconsolable.
The Shelter found him a companion, Claretta, who lived at a stable but who no longer worked and was therefore not considered “useful”.
Now Anais is thriving and lives happily with Claretta, a small but feisty little horse.
Born in 1994, is a Nonius (a Hungarian breed) with a long pedigree.
He comes from Romania where he was in the service of the Police Force until an Italian couple saw him and purchased him to use as a jumper.
Unfortunately, in 2010 the couple divorced and Black ended up at the Shelter. He’s a sweet and trustworthy horse who always wants hugs!
Born in 1985 has Lipizzan bloodlines and was previously owned by a couple. She had sever problems with her spine and rear legs. After much physiotherapy and massage she was able to engage in light riding activities with children for four years.
Eventually her health problems worsened and now she can live pain free if she no longer works at all.
Bianca has Lipizzan bloodlines and belonged to a couple who boarded her at the Shelter in 1997. Despite having no financial difficulties after three years Bianca’s owners decided they could no longer be bothered with her upkeep and gifted her to the Shelter. Here Bianca worked for a while with small children until her prior injuries worsened and she was permanently retired to a large paddock which she initially shared with Daffy and Nonnina and currently with Daffy and Rhum!
Sweet Palmira was born around 1990 and belonged to someone who loved her.
Unfortunately her owner fell upon hard times and was no longer able to properly care for her so she was sold in 2008 to the Shelter.
Now she lives happily with Galileo and the goats and chickens but occasionally her previous owner stops by to visit and Palmira always seems glad to see him.
Good job on Sunday!
Rearrange donkeys’ fences with the help of Galileo, obviously!
He was born in 1993 and died on march 25th at twenty three. I can’t express my anger at this senseless death. Aqui died young due to the exploitation and couldn’t care less attitude he experienced at the hands of humans. His life was not “humane” in any sense of the word. Aqui, I think you came to trust people during the last four years of your life, the years you spent here. We did everything in our power to help you but in the end nothing worked.
I love you very much and already miss you.
Con oggi abbiamo sospeso le punture di Aqui. Siamo arrivati alla quarta somministrazione ma lui sta nettamente peggiorando. Aqui è constantemente sotto antinfiammatori. Adesso l’arto viene trattato con ghiaccio e pennellate di ketoprofene/DMSO nel tentativo di disinfiammarlo. Aqui è comunque pieno di vitalità e mangia come un lupo! Tentiamo anche questa strada, vedremo come va con la prossima settimana.
EZ’s Place, a non-profit horse shelter, provides on going care for horses as well as specialized treatment. A case in point is Beethoven’s frog canker. After a year of intensive 3X a week therapy there is finally a definite improvement. One front hoof is cured and the other on is almost there. Only consistency and dedication can result in this type of outcome. Thanks to Evelyn and Chiara (a Super volunteer) for their tireless work.
Frog canker is an infection which invades the superficial epithelium of the hoof. Its symptoms are a putrid odor and the presence of a white cheese-like substance. It is not certain what causes it but it may be a virus. To avoid its development the hooves should be kept as clean and dry as possible and it is advisable to regularly trim and medicate all the affected areas.
This morning Daffy went to visit his friends. His body gave out. The exploitation he experienced in the past caught up to him in the present! Daffy…the Gentle Giant (1.80 hands high). I’ve never known a horse like you.
Daffy was born in 1988. Years of overwork and lack of care by an owner who had kept him for 17 years resulted in lameness, backaches and many other problems which subsequently rendered him useless to his owner who replaced him with another horse…young and healthy!
Daffy was with us since March 2007. What will we do without you? Someone wrote that you were that unique case where the prince and the horse were one and the same.
Billy is an Arabian gelding born in 1985. He lived with several cows in a barn that didn’t even have hay on the floor (Billy slept on the cement!). He was always kept tethered on a short rope in order to limit his mobility. He was being fattened up for slaughter!
When he was rescued and brought to the Shelter Billy was very aggressive and trusted no-one but little by little he became the herd leader and even began to trust humans, so much so that he became the children’s favorite. However, eventually the damage caused by the hard years spent in the barn caught up with him. He developed serious hip problems and was no longer able to be ridden.
Now, several years later and after several bad falls Billy is enjoying a much deserved retirement at the Shelter and despite his bent and crooked appearance he’s retained his ever present air of intelligence.
Angie is a Shetland pony born in 1994.
She was used in pony games, a series of play based exercises suitable even for very young children and an ideal introduction to horseback riding. Unfortunately, Angie suffered an injury which was never treated and subsequently resulted in sever shoulder problems because of this she was destined for the slaughterhouse.
Fortunately in 2009 she was rescued and brought to the Shelter. Here she underwent a year of therapy with Andrea Bertoli, DMV (osteopath) and daily massages.
Angie’s condition has greatly improved and although she will never be 100% she’s now living happily with her friends Devil, Baby and Giselle and loves being groomed and cuddled.
Quinta, a beautiful Haflinger, born circa 1985, belonged to private owners who used her to pull a cart in tandem with another Haflinger.
Unfortunately at night Quinta was tethered in place or in a stall on a very short rope.
This situation so stressed her that she developed a habit of pawing the ground with one hoof.
This tic sufficed for her owners to decide to sell her to a slaughterhouse with the excuse that at night it was annoying to listen to Quinta’s continuous pawing.
Luckily, Quinta was rescued from the slaughterhouse and ended up at the Shelter where she can live in tranquility.
And guess what, that tic soon disappeared!
Quinta is a sweet loving horse, silent and discreet… a true love.
“Beauty” aka Lucky is an Anglo-Arab born in 1989.
He arrived at the Shelter November 2005 in pretty bad shape with a serious injury to his pupil, an infection in his molar which had spread to his jaw and more than 200 pounds underweight.
His owner couldn’t or more likely didn’t want to treat him and after three months of indecision and great suffering for the horse he decided to sell him to the slaughterhouse.
Since horses destined for human consumption can’t be medicated Beauty received no treatment and was therefore in danger of dying.
Some animal rights activists bacame aware of his plight, rescued him from the slaughterhouse and brought him to the Shelter where Beauty was immediately treated. He gained weight, the infected molar was treated with antibiotics and he got better but unfortunately even after ocular surgery he remained blind in his right eye. However, this didn’t hinder Beauty who easily learned how to deal with his disability and despite his history Beauty is a gentle horse who loves people and now lives happily in a large paddock with his young friend Beethoven.
Given the outcome of his saga beauty has been renamed Lucky, a name that suits him to a T.
Cee Tari Baby, Baby per gli amici :), è nata nel 1982 ed è arrivata al rifugio nel Marzo 2009.
Pluriblasonata quarter americana finita a vivere sola sotto una tettoia in mezzo ad un campo acquitrinoso senza altro riparo.
Alcune persone di buon cuore avevano scoperto Baby e le sue condizioni assolutamente indecenti.
Nonostante l’intervento di questi enti quasi nulla è cambiato.
Quindi sono stati raccolti i soldi necessari per riscattare Baby e portarla al rifugio.
Come viveva Baby
Nessun animale dovrebbe vivere cosi!
…piove e tira un brutto vento, fa tanto freddo e mi sento sola. Ho fame, nessuno mi pulisce, ho dolori alle ossa e non ho spazio per sdraiarmi!
Marzo 2009, Baby at the SPA!
Aprile 2009, Nuovi amici: Daffy e Bianca
Aqui Cour, un puro sangue inglese nato 1993, è arrivato al Rifugio il 15 Aprile 2011.
Aqui Cour nato in Francia. A sei anni arrivato in Italia. Ha fatto gare di velocità e siepe — prima di finire in un maneggio per passeggiate.
Dopo un brutto incidente è diventato inutile… e cosi massacrato è arrivato da noi.
Povero Aqui Cour… uno dei tanti!
In collaborazione con il Dott. Andrea Bertoli (Osteopata) e il Dott. Sergio Forapani (Ortopedico), Aqui Cour si sta riprendendo. Certi danni sono irreparabili e possiamo solo tentare di migliorare la situazione. Dopo aver curato i denti grazie al Dott. Simone Zoccarato Aqui Cour sta acquistando chili.
Appello per Aqui Cour
Aqui Cour stato portato al Rifugio da un camionista di Bergamo, con l’accordo che sarebbero state pagate le spese di manutenzione e veterinarie da lui. Dopo tre mesi il Signor Giovanni non si è fatto più vedere n sentire lasciando sulle spalle del Rifugio le spese sostenute (1600 euro).
Cerchiamo un’adozione a distanza per Aqui Cour. Rinunciando a 2 pizze al mese puoi contribuire alle cure ed al benessere del nostro Aquilone!
My life with horses started when I was about 6 years old. We lived in the country with lots of horses and cows all around us. One afternoon I saw a huge draft horse (TPR) galloping across a big field – beautiful, graceful, (yes even draft horses can be graceful), and thats when I decided I have to get on her back and ride her.
First, I gave her a name “Dicke Berta” (Big Berta). In only a few days, with the help of apples and carrots, Berta learned to come to the fence and stand still for me to climb on her back. We wandered around in the walk and trot. But with her first gallop, I lost my heart and soul to all horses. It was wonderful. It was trust, peace and freedom all at once. Berta looked after me, and as soon as I lost my balance, she would stand for me to regroup. Her gift to me was incredible. It was my “Berta Moment”.
With Berta, I started volting, dressage and competition. I entered into the world of horses that lived most of their lives in boxes and were expected to perform and behave like robots.
One of my teachers, my best teacher was retired cavalry. “During a war, the life of the soldier depends on his horse; depends on the trust between the two; depends on the well being of the animal. The horse is more important than its rider, therefore YOU need to take care of your horse.” These were his favorite words. After a lesson, noone was allowed to drink or eat anything until the horse was taken care of. Taken care meant, NO saddle marks; meant cleaning the nose, eyes and ears, picking feet and checking under the tail if the butt was clean and pisello or udders were sweat-free and clean as well. “Horses cannot concentrate with an itchy butt…can you???”
He was right, but usually when you go to a barn for a lesson, an already-saddled horse is brought to you, and after your lesson the next student is waiting to get on this very same horse. WE HAVE FORGOTTEN THE WELLBEING OF THE HORSE – FOR THE SAKE OF MONEY!!!
Anyway, in all these years of dressage and shows, I never found this “Berta Moment” again. At 22 years old, I left the scene, to live in the city and study. At 25, I was married and had my son. Yes, every now and then I would go with friends to some barn, rent a few horses to go on a trail… but something was always missing.
At 30 years old , I moved to England. To be precise, to Newmarket, the city of horse races. Not my scene and when we left England two years later to go to Italy,I was very ready to leave.
In Italy, I created a little English/Italian Newspaper. It talked about the different customs and traditions between Italy and America and payed for itself thru advertisements sold to pizzerias, restaurants, town fest etc.. One day, I saw a poster for an upcoming rodeo in the village. I went there hoping to sell an advertisement spot in the paper and found a very small barn. They had just started a riding stable with 8 horses. “Sorry, not enough funds,” the owner said “but stay a bit and look around, maybe you will want to write an article about us…for free?” Well, I did. I stayed around, I wrote the article and I went back to that little barn. Because there was this horse called “Coda Lunga” from Argentina. He had been bought off the boat and still had a clip attached in his ear that clearly stated BUTCHER. “He won’t let anybody touch him, he is a bit wild…but I’ll get him straight soon. He’s to participate in the rodeo,” the barn owner told me.
This horse had looked at me and touched my heart. All the sadness in this world seemed to be in his eyes, pain and suffering, but there was also a spark, a light that said…I am here, can you see me?
I kept going back to see Coda, bringing carrots or an apple and trying to earn his trust. I started to put a halter on and took him out in the fields for grass. One day I asked his permission to get on his back, bareback with no bridle free to do as he wished. He took me around like Berta, looked after me in a very gentle way.
Now, no one else at the barn could ride him. He bucked everybody off and the owner was very jealous of our relationship. He should have been the ‘tamer of the beast’, not me. I asked him to sell Coda to me, but out of pure evilness he said no. He made the horse pay for the friendship we had. He was harsh and cruel to him in front of me, and I decided I had to leave. I could not stay and make things worse for Coda. I needed to go.
It was hard and I cried, but I went away hoping Coda would forgive me.
A few month before, I had met an old man who was a horse-dealer. He bought horses to fatten them up and then butcher them. He treated them well, left them on a large pasture, but when they were ready …
We made a deal: If I could ride the horse, it would be sold as a riding horse, not a butcher horse. I got very busy. I rode them all. I met horses of all breeds and sizes. Horses with their shoes grown into their feet, with manure (shit) attached to their bellies, with nonexistent manes and tails, horses that were starved, half blind, scared, aggressive, disturbed and dangerous…but I tried to ride them all. Not always did I win a horse away from the butcher, but often I did.
There I learned to watch horses, how they talk between each other, how they fight and how they make friends. When you don’t know the name of the horse you are about to mount, when you don’t know if they had ever seen a saddle or pulled a cart, you learn to watch and LISTEN .
Maybe a year later the old man told me “A new horse is coming in. You know him, its Coda Lunga, but…he is in terrible condition. We don’t know if he can make it.”
In my life, I shall never forget the look of Coda when he got of the truck. He had lost at least 200kg. His left side was an open sore from laying down and not being able to get up. He was too weak to stand straight and was leaning with his butt against the side of the truck. I called his name and he looked at me with tired eyes. But there was a light in them that said…I am here, can you see me? I begged the old man to let me try to save him. He agreed. We called the vet. The vet had very little hope but I insisted. “Please let me try, he can do it, he is a very strong horse”. I kept pleading for Coda’s life and they gave in.
It took six month for Coda to recover, to put on weight and for all the open sores to heal. For six months he let me apply all the necessary medication and treatments and never hurt me in any way. As if he knew what I was doing. (Working at the Shelter, I have noticed that even aggressive or difficult horses understand when you are trying to help them and therefore will cooperate). He would nicker at me when I came to do his daily treatments and there it was…my “Berta Moment”. It was back. It was not the riding, the shows or the competitions that gave me that feeling. It was knowing that I had made a difference, I had helped a horse in need and I had succeeded in making life better for him.
In the meantime, I had rented an ex rabbit farm that I changed into a little riding stable. I had bought Filippo, a 10 month old stallion who was supposed to go to the butcher (what else is there to do with a young horse with crucked legs?).
On June 22nd 1995, my 40th birthday, I had a opening party with my friends. My little barn was ready and I had brought Filippo and Coda Lunga home!!!
Coda turned out to be a wonderful horse, especially with children. He even took my mother on a little trail ride for her 69th birthday. (Mom has never been on a horse in all her life). He gave back to me everything that I had ever done for him and much more…
Coda died in 2003. He had cancer and we had to put him to sleep. I held his head until the end and I still miss him.
That’s how the Shelter was born. I wanted more of those “Berta Moments”. I would go out trying to find a good riding horse and come home with the worse ‘cadaver’ possible. . .and there are so many of them in Italy. But then the horses started to find me. Lucky came from Trieste, a hole in his eye and puss coming out from under his jaw. His owner didn’t want to spent the money for a vet. So all the ladies at his barn put money together, bought him and brought him to me. One year of everyday treatment, three operations and blind in one eye, Lucky is now a very happy horse. He is the adopted “uncle” of one of my foals. A month after Lucky had his third operation, I watched him play with Zuli, my foal. There it was again…my “Berta Moment”. Seeing him healthy and happy was more then any show or competition could ever give me.
I have had many “Berta Moments” since. I could write volumes about the horses that have gone thru my hands – and the stories these horses told me. Some are on my web site, you can read their stories at www.zedanrach.de. Take the time to listen to your horses and look into their eyes – there might be fewer horses with sad stories in this world.Evelyne Zedan
Sabato 11 ottobre, a partire dalle ore 19.00
allo EZ’s Place – Rifugio del Cavallo onlus di Montereale Valcellina (PN)
VII° Festival di Beneficenza
La festa d’autunno sarà, come ogni anno, una splendida occasione per stare assieme, divertirsi, danzare attorno al fuoco sotto le stelle e mangiare un buonissimo chilli vegano, accompagnato da birra e vin brulè. Sarà anche l’occasione per conoscere ed aiutare gli ospiti del Rifugio. L’EZ’s Place è un’associazione che, con il tempo, sempre più si è specializzata nella cura di cavalli che, arrivati a fine carriera, dopo anni di abusi e sfruttamento, necessitano di trattamenti e attenzioni quotidiane. Al rifugio, in questi anni, non sono arrivati solo cavalli maltrattati nel corpo, ma anche, e forse principalmente, nella mente. Creature sfruttate in ogni modo possibile (corse, ostacoli, traino, dressage, endurance, pony games… per poi finire i loro giorni – prima della “destinazione macello” – in qualche maneggio a far passeggiare perfetti sconosciuti, o nei circuiti dell’ippoterapia, ultima spiaggia per i cavalli che ormai non possono più essere “usati” in nessun altro modo), individui che avevano scelto di opporsi alla loro condizione di “non vita”, scegliendo di adottare la forma di ribellione più tragica e difficile: rinchiudendosi in se stessi, e a volte, scegliendo di non vivere oltre.
Ricordiamo che tutti i proventi dell’associazione arrivano da piccole offerte di privati – come voi e noi – e dal ricavato del 5 per mille. Donazioni che consentono di mantenere gli ospiti del rifugio garantendo loro una vita dignitosa, tranquilla, curati e accuditi, senza dover dare, finalmente, nulla in cambio, se non – e non è poco – la gioia di vederli rinascere, magari un po’ acciaccati, ma vivi nello spirito. Aiuta anche tu i membri della nostra numerosa famiglia dove vivono cavalli, asini, capre, cani, gatti e galline. Perciò non prendete impegni, vi aspettiamo numerosi (non dimenticate gli amici a casa!).
Domenica 31 agosto 2014 ritorna l’annuale festa estiva all’ EZ’s Place Rifugio del Cavallo onlus di Montereale Valcellina, in provincia di Pordenone.
Un’occasione per trascorrere una giornata speciale all’aperto tra amici, musica, spettacoli, giochi per i più piccini… il tutto nella cornice di un paesaggio meraviglioso, gustando assieme del buon cibo cruelty-free.
Ci auguriamo vogliate partecipare in tanti, non solo perché anche questo è un modo per aiutare, divertendosi, gli ospiti del Rifugio, ma perché incontrarli significa anche capire qualcosa di più del mondo degli equidi, un mondo che nulla- o gran poco- ha a che vedere con l’immagine che troppo spesso ci viene sottoposta.
Il Rifugio è un luogo, una casa, che con il tempo sempre più ha scelto di specializzarsi nel recupero di cavalli anziani o che riversavano in gravi condizioni – non è un caso infatti che ormai molti la chiamano “la casa di riposo dei cavalli” 🙂 – con l’obbiettivo di garantire loro una qualità di vita e serenità.
Incontrarli di persona è un’esperienza che ci aiuta ad aprire gli occhi. Creature considerate dai più “inutili” – perché non c’è posto nella nostra società per chi non produce – che ora finalmente, dopo aver dato tanto, troppo, hanno la possibilità di vivere per se stesse, non per soddisfare i bisogni di altri.
She belonged to a young handicapped boy and helped with his physical therapy. She lived with him for ten years after which he lost interest in her and after she also developed serious elbow problems she was destined for the slaughterhouse. She was rescued and brought to the Shelter where her elbow problems were treated by adding ginger to her feed to keep the elbow elastic.
Even though no longer young Reika didn’t want to retire so being a trustworthy horse but one who couldn’t be overtaxed her riders were children between the ages of three and five.
All these young riders whose first horseback ride was with Reika who was so reliable and reassuring would never have had this experience had she been slaughtered!
In her final years at the Shelter she was finally able to enjoy a well deserved retirement.
Unfortunately in 2011 our dear Reika left us… no words can express how much everyone at the Shelter misses her.
Martin-Martin, born in 1985 arrived at the Shelter in 2007. He was in bad shape after being shuttled around to various local stables.
He was severely underweight and had pulmonary emphysema as well as heart and neurological problems .
According to his previous owner his condition was normal for an older horse and therefore it was useless to treat him.
At the Shelter we immediately began treating this sad horse. According to the Vet, Martin was extremely malnourished and his chances of survival were slim. Nonetheless, the Shelter wanted to try to save Martin. Little by little Martin came around.
Thanks to proper food (hypoallergenic wafers and supplements) he gained weight, Aerosol fixed his lungs and finally having a permanent loving home with a guaranteed food supply vastly improved his mental state.
Martin lived happily at the Shelter with his pony friend Angie. He was strong, almost arrogant and finally happy.
Unfortunately, an unexpected colic took him from us in April 2009.
Happy trails Martin, you will always be in our hearts.
Daffy had the same owner for seventeen years obeying his every request from jumping to trail riding.
After all those years of effort and lack of respect for his well being which resulted in lameness and backaches etc. he was deemed useless by his owner who replaced him with a new horse…younger and healthy!
He came to us in March 2007 in great pain.
Now, after five months of intensive therapy (at the Shelter’s expense) and after much rest he lives with two friends in a large paddock and is happy and regaining his health.
Elian, born in 1980, was a Trakehner who arrived at the Shelter in 1998 when he was 18.
As soon as he arrived he was diagnosed with herpes by the veterinarian and in addition he moved as if he had an inflamed sciatic nerve. He was treated and thanks to the correct exercises for his dorsal muscles and the use of elastic reins (without a rider) he slowly regained his flexibility. The addition of ginger to his food and acupuncture treatments further assisted in the improvement of his condition.
Initially, his problems and humans caused him great stress but at the Shelter Evian eventually learned to live with people and even crave their company although he did have his favorites. He preferred children and became a loving uncle to the colts.
Unfortunately, Elian pased away January 2008 saddening everyone at the Shelter.