Imbecile Teenager

Was looking out the window when I saw that worthless teenager jog by our house...was there no school today?  Went to the corral and I saw that the water barrel was now upright but I could not tell if it had been filled.

Did not have my camera on me to document how perfectly he had it aligned. Know this lazy ass teenager too well to believe he had filled it up... I believe he did it for my benefit. It takes a lot more than that to outwit me...you heartless imbecile teenager!!!

Not wanting to be caught watering him decided to come back later this time with a gallon of water. Due to my bad back can only carry one...max two gallons at a time.

During my absence I believe Walter must have downed that sucker again because while upright...that barrel was not in the same perfect position under the new tubing.  As a matter of fact, it was at least four feet from it. Had it been full, that idiot teenager would not have been able to move it!

As I have noted before, Walter would rather eat than drink water.  I came back with only water and he quickly lapped up four gallons.  Returned after sunset and fed him a good dinner, as it is going to be close to the freezing mark tonight.

This makes day three of no water or food by his worthless owners.

Being fed and watered every two days now

Yesterday afternoon I had to make a trip to town and came back late.  It was cold so did not bother to offer him water since he always refuses to drink it.  Just fed him.

I did not get to the corral until this afternoon and he had downed his water barrel to let the stupid kid know he needed water but since he was at school... I gave him some.

I have no idea why they put in that piping to his barrel...what purpose does it serve?  It sure isn't to fill it up!

He was agitated moving his head from side to side so I decided to feed him early since the temperatures are suppose to drop tonight near the freezing mark.

Kept an eye on him but no one fed him this afternoon or evening either.  I walked over there to check on the water situation and as I was walking back the kid jogged by the house...I know he saw me but luckily I did not have his green bucket or anything on me to indicate I had fed and watered him.

Took out the trash and once again saw the kid jogging this time by the back of the church but he did not bother to even look Walter's way.  Last time he was fed by his owners was Sunday and prior to that...two days before.

Late this evening decided to give him a little extra because of the cold temperatures and brought him some more water but he refused to drink it.

Cold, wet and hungry

I warned in my last post that my entries in this blog are not always happy ones and today is not the exception.

The cold front came in and the wind was blowing hard when I noticed that Walter was not in his corral.  Kept a eye out for him as I served mother breakfast.  A little later went to check on him.  My smart little guy was laying down by the fence hoping to block the strong wind from the north.  He saw me and got up hoping I had his pellets but I didn't and his owner was home so could not feed him.

Would you believe he did not feed him at all on Friday or for that matter Saturday? Those people are SCUM!!!

I guess it was too cold and rainy for the darn kid and father. I was not about to let him go hungry...cold and rain were not going to keep me away!

Remember how I mentioned that I have no way of knowing if he is fed in the mornings before they go to school and work because I don't make it to his corral until after 10:00 a.m.?  Well this time I was out there by 7:00 a.m. with my flashlight Friday, Saturday and today Sunday....they did not do a morning feed!!!

Today Sunday at 1:30 p.m. they finally remembered they had a hungry horse, gggrrrrrrrrr!!!

Note how wet the ground is and the piles of dirt he has to step on.

See how deep his hooves sink.  It can not be good for him to be stepping on this cold and wet dirt for a prolonged period of time.

To the new readers of the blog

One of my readers remarked how sad she feels when she reads this blog.  I replied that it made me equally sad to have to write it but that I did it with the hopes that perhaps someday this journal could be used as evidence against his worthless owners in a court of law.

I know there are a few new visitors to this blog that is why I wanted to explain the reason why I started this blog.  You may wonder why I do not pick up the telephone and call the authorities.  The answer to that is...I have...multiple times, even went in person twice to make a report hoping that seeing the pictures I presented them, I would be taken seriously...that was not the case.

In Val Verde County, Texas they do not pay any attention to cases of animal abuse or neglect which in my opinion are one and the same.  Only one officer took me seriously but then he went on leave and the ball was dropped one more time.

I have it all documented on my main blog but decided it made more sense to start a separate blog just about Walter.

Once in a while I will write a happy post but by in large that is the exception to the rule.  Not the way I would like for it to be..nothing would please me more than to report he is watered and fed daily. However, I have to stick to the facts...in this case the sad hard facts of Walter's life.

Cold front on the way

I honestly do not know if the kid or father feed him before they go to school or work.  The earliest I make it down there is after 10:00 a.m. when I finish my morning chores.  All I know is that he gobbles up the horse pellets I take him.

What I am sure of is that he has not been fed in the afternoon or evenings in a couple of days.  I keep close tabs on him and on the cars in the driveway at any given time.

The father works very odd hours and then disappears for a couple of days.  When I do go feed him at night I can see that the television set is on which leads me to believe that at least the kid (more like a teenager) is home.

With the rain and the cold front on the way I made sure he got a very good meal tonight...though I was disappointed he turned down the water I offered him.

Thanks for visiting Walter's World.

A different bridle

It turned out to be a beautiful warm and sunny day...however, this morning when I went to check up on him... it was foggy and a little on the cool side.

Was so glad he had a previous bridle on because the other one they bought him was rough and brittle.  The cheap kind they make in Mexico out of heavy rope (see header picture).

He looked a little sad this morning

Like I mentioned yesterday...his owner strewn the bags of his feed so if the authorities come, they can see he has lots of feed...too bad he is not fed on a regular basis...only when the kid or father feel like it.

They did some kind of an upgrade to his water hose, though I can't figure out what or what purpose it serves.

They really need to take out all the poop and dirt...see how his hooves sink in this mess...

Grazing on his owner's lot

My back is acting up once more so I have not been able to make my multiple daily trips to the fence line but I have been keeping an eye on him from the kitchen window.

Friday, I saw his owner's truck backing up to the corral and thought perhaps he was going to take him somewhere but that was not the case.  He backed up the truck to unload two bags of horse feed into an old blue water container he keeps just outside of the corral.

Was looking for my binoculars to get a better look but then remembered I had not unpacked them from my trip to the desert yet.  Funny, I could not see Walter so after he left I went to check on him.  They had taken him out of his corral and had him grazing on their weeds.

The same was true for today (Saturday) they had him on the other side of their lot.  This is all good and well since his corral is wet from the recent rains and he needs the exercise but how can it not cross that man's head that Walter needs water to go along with those weeds?

Silly me...if he does not even fill up his water barrel when he is in the corral... why would he make an effort to set another one out and make it available to him?  As much as I would have liked to have watered him, I can not walk unto private property.  Even if I could...there was no way I could carry even one gallon of water with my hurting back.

My poor little guy...he either has food and no water or vice versa or what is worst neither of them.

Thanks for visiting Walter's World.

Grass clippings

It was cold this morning and I did not want to confirm what I already knew...no one had fed or watered him. Last night I gave him the rest of his horse pellets and it wasn't much.

He looked sad especially since I only brought him water and I knew he wanted food.

Got out my handy shears and started cutting the tall grass to tie him over until I could get to town.

He happily munched on it....

Cut him three containers....

Went to purchase him some more horse pellets and was pleasantly surprised that they had gone down in price.

When I passed his house I saw his owner's truck in the driveway...I go to great pains to keep them from seeing me feed him.  This afternoon I went to scope out the corral and I am happy to report that they finally filled his water barrel and had given him hay.

Simply Shameful!

It has been drizzling and cloudy for the most part this week.  Tonight we are expecting a cold front so I went to check up on my little guy this afternoon.  I took a gallon water jug and his green container just in case and sure enough he drank it up immediately :-(

When I looked in his corral it was obvious why he was so thirsty.  Darn those heartless people especially that worthless kid...though as a 15 or 16 year old he can no longer be called that.  I guess he is now a lazy ass teenager...grrrrrrr!!!!

No water

No food

Karma is a bitch and I hope when both he and his father are old and in a nursing home their care taker "forgets" to feed and water them both.  Believe me it happens and I have seen it with my own eyes as my father was in a nursing home for six years before he passed away.

Who in the heck can not take pity on this little sweet face?

My neglected little guy

When I got back from frolicking in the desert it was raining and though I could see him I did not go visit him.

Tuesday morning I grabbed a gallon of water and walked to his corral...I just had a gut feeling...sure enough he drank it all.  If you have been reading this blog for a while you know Walter would rather eat than drink water.

Came back several times and he ended up drinking 7 gallons....which only made me wonder how long he had been without water!  Damn those worthless owners of his!!!

I still had some horse pellets even though not many since I never bothered to re-stock thinking he had been sold.  He gobbled those up too!

Why oh why do these people even want a horse they do not bother to water or feed?