My lovely pony Misty had laminitis for 3 years and we fought the battle, long and hard. In the end, there wasn’t any more I could do for her. She could only walk from her feeder to the water, a few feet. Most of her time was spent laying down.
I struggled with what to do. I am so close to surface water on my place, I didn’t think it would be wise to bury her. She was so lame, I couldn’t see her put in a truck to be shipped some where. I couldn’t live with that image. I felt composting her was about my only option, at the end of her life.
I created a place in the orchard, as coyotes can’t get to it. I put up pallets with t-posts to keep the compost in one area and also, because I needed structure to keep chickens out. The base was straw, wood chips, and then some old moldy alfalfa. Part of the pallets were lined with a tarp. On top of my beloved pony, who was euthanized by a nice vet, went straw, saw dust, more straw with horse manure and then more saw dust.
I rarely smell anything from it. The tarp covers it, as we have had a wet summer here. I will update this post at end of summer and let you know how it works out.
Era Lewis 