Post by kizi on Oct 11, 2011 1:04:19 GMT 1
I have thought of her just about every day since she went to sleep, but the past week i just cannot get hoer out of my head. Its been about 5 or 6 months since she went, I dont want to remember the date, so i dont know why shes so in my head right now, but maybe she wants me to share!! 
She was such a beautiful and special girl and she thought me so much about listening to the horses voice. She was the first rescue and the first difficult horse i had. actually she was the first horse i had, as before her i only had 1 pony and her foal!
She came for a very bad home, not abused physically, but totally neglected, not fed or cared for in over 3 years, she was 4 when i got her. she really put me to the test, throwing every possible problem my way, she broke the bank too with all her vets bills over the few years i had her ;D
she went through a lot, but when she got injured in the field last spring she let me know what she wanted, she was done fighting for her life. she'd been there and done that and i could never put her through that suffering again. She had had a few good years and a million good days, she was a fabby nanny to the yearlings and such a happy sweet and gentle mare when in the field, she hated to be stabled so i didnt! She was always so happy to see you. I love this picture of her, it was taken by a friends friend. the hand in the pic is not mine either, so it really shows just how loving and sweet she was, this was taken not long before she got hurt, and as you can see she was not hungry any more hehehe she was a full TB, with supurb breeding, but breeding did her no good when she hadnt been fed from 8 months to 4 years. she was 14h when i got her as a 4 year old, when she died she was 8 and almost 16h hehe
thanks for reading, i'm not going to go into all the ordeals of her bad days, i want to remember the good ones.
now i am writing this i think it is because i have been in denial ever since, been blocking it out, and am only now starting to actually remember the good days and miss her. i had closed my heart a little that day, and i think shes all in my head because shes fighting to be remembered.
rip my beautiful girl, thank you so much for all you taught me, you changed my life xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
She was such a beautiful and special girl and she thought me so much about listening to the horses voice. She was the first rescue and the first difficult horse i had. actually she was the first horse i had, as before her i only had 1 pony and her foal!
She came for a very bad home, not abused physically, but totally neglected, not fed or cared for in over 3 years, she was 4 when i got her. she really put me to the test, throwing every possible problem my way, she broke the bank too with all her vets bills over the few years i had her ;D
she went through a lot, but when she got injured in the field last spring she let me know what she wanted, she was done fighting for her life. she'd been there and done that and i could never put her through that suffering again. She had had a few good years and a million good days, she was a fabby nanny to the yearlings and such a happy sweet and gentle mare when in the field, she hated to be stabled so i didnt! She was always so happy to see you. I love this picture of her, it was taken by a friends friend. the hand in the pic is not mine either, so it really shows just how loving and sweet she was, this was taken not long before she got hurt, and as you can see she was not hungry any more hehehe she was a full TB, with supurb breeding, but breeding did her no good when she hadnt been fed from 8 months to 4 years. she was 14h when i got her as a 4 year old, when she died she was 8 and almost 16h hehe
thanks for reading, i'm not going to go into all the ordeals of her bad days, i want to remember the good ones.
now i am writing this i think it is because i have been in denial ever since, been blocking it out, and am only now starting to actually remember the good days and miss her. i had closed my heart a little that day, and i think shes all in my head because shes fighting to be remembered.
rip my beautiful girl, thank you so much for all you taught me, you changed my life xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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