As you can see, there’s clearly nothing wrong with Sugar that simple FEEDING could have prevented. She’s really starting to feel good now too. Good enough that she’s starting to be a little pushy when it comes to love, feeding and going for a walk somewhere.
I’m going to de-worm her one more time as I’m still grossed out by the heavy load she was carrying. I want to make sure they’re all cleared out and she’s absorbing the most nutrients possible.
Not only can Sugar get up and down on her own, as you can see from the photos, but she’s quite happy to trot around a bit when on turn out.
My farrier checked her out and thought she might be a little Morgan, given her bone structure. Thinking about it a little, I think I agree. Whatever she is, she’s a cutie!
Additionally, as of this past weekend, Sugar officially became ours. Bad Pants made it official, she’s going to stay with us and no one else will have any say over her again. I won’t have to stress about what sort of home she may end up in, as she’s here to stay!
*I should also say that Sugar has no back teeth on her right side. No idea why, they’re just not there.