Chance

This morning I went out to do chores and found Chance, our 22 year old thoroughbred qrth cross lying down by the feeder, stuck. He'd been there for awhile. I could see where he'd been thrashing around. We tried to get him up  for 2 hours but he was weak and cold and couldn't support himself enough to get his legs under him. Dad had already left for the auction hall and since this is our advertised take in day he can't leave to come help. We can't use the hip lifter like we use to do on cows 'cause the hip isn't shaped the same and it won't work. We tried the belly band but with just me, mom and Seth, we can't get it. So we called my uncle, Greg, and he's on his way. Hopefully we'll be able to get it then. Mom and Seth are sitting out there with him while I warm up for a few minutes. Poor Chance is so tired he's falling asleep sitting up. We've been taking turns holding his head so he can rest but stay sitting up so he can breath easier. So right now we're just waiting. I'll update the post later after we get him up.
Lauren