Post by Tinker(France) on Oct 6, 2006 22:11:37 GMT 1
I thought i would post on here as George deserves the recognition for being the most kindest, genuine and forgiving pony ever!!
George passed away this afternoon as I couldn't see him suffer after all he had gone through in his life.
George came from mainly a riding school background and had taught so many to ride, won rosettes for so many kids.. worked so hard throughout his life.
When he came to me, you name it he had it.. i posted on here so many times about him.. and got some wonderful advice! Cancer, COPD, heart murmur.. broken winded.. severely depressed.. with a poor prognosis!
We prepared ourselves and treasured every minute, however, going strength to strength he was like any other pony.. retired, alpha in our herd for a time being.. found himself special relationships with both my shetland pepsi and his bestest pal Taz who he would spend hours grooming with..
.. he spent the last 3 years being a horse, living a natural life where he was asked to do nothing but be a horse.. he was only treated with kindness and even when having the farrier.. he was showered with treats.. even though he would have stood still anyway.. but everything we asked of George.. was asked.. if he didn't want to do it.. he wasn't forced..
George taught us so much about how stress can manifest into physical problems.. also, how giving a holisitic approach to management and training, you can allow a horse to have a great quality of life!
George was the chap in our herd who welcomed newcomers.. he was our third in the herd.. and so, with Pepsi, Balloo and Charlie he was fantastic! Even when Charlie joined us (the little spotted shetland "stallion" who was looking for a home on here) George was so good at ignoring and teaching Charlie (the "kids") how to speak horse.
George taught me about how Sh*t a horses life can be.. and how as a horse owner and trainer you must appreciate everything we ask of them. We let George have his own voice.. and a choice.. ! If George didn't want his feet picked out.. fine.. if George didn't want to go somewhere.. George didn't!.. lol.. by doing this.. George got a bit of control back in his life, which after so many years being dominated this is what he desparately needed. (I am not advocating this to everyone.. just with George this is how we kept him from sinking into his former depression.
George never had the chance to have proper stable bonds, and it took him a while, but once he realised how lovely mutual grooming was there was no stopping him.. Also, when we found his special itchy spot.. that was it!
Sadly, today, his fight came to an end.. We had noticed his tumour under his chin getting bigger.. as well as a couple around his sheath.. but, as our vet said.. because they had spread.. they were maligant and had probably invaded his internal organs.
We noticed he wasn't right last night and this morning the vet came up.. said we had two choices, pts there and then or try.. however, when he administered the injections Georges legs buckled.. he hated vets.. this was heart breaking!
He picked up a little, so i took him into a new field full of grass to tempt him to eat.. as he just wouldn't eat!.. He was in great pain, his heart racing.. he was blowing... shifting.. and walking backwards..! I checked on him every hour, then made the decision. It was time to say good bye.. he had enough. My vet reckoned he would not have lived much longer and would have probably died during the night. He looked like he was slowly dying.. I couldn't see him suffer and get worse.
We will never know exactly where the pain was from, but, it became apparent that he had internal tumours. It also became apparent he was a good few years older than what we thought..
In his time with us George always looked like he was smiling and i have a picture where he actually looks angelic! Thats exactly what George was an angel.
... I have just remembered on my digi camera i took pics yesterday afternoon of George and my other horse Taz meeting our dog.. the sun was shining.. the grass was lovely.. and he looked happy and amazing.
As he died today I was kissing and hugging him.. as well as letting him nibble on his favourite biscuit which he managed a little... this evening the boys are so subdued.. my youngster was in a frenzie and my shetlands dont know what went on as they sadly watched George. Extra fuss tomorrow.
We are in a forest so very spooky.. and as I thought about George tonight the moon came over a tree.. it looked magical and so peaceful.. It eased a bit for me to imagine that he was now running free.. free from cancer.. the stress.. but, that he is always going to be around.
He is going to be forever in my thoughts.. forever with us.. and I am so privaledged that I owned this horse as like i said... the most geniune, forgiving pony.. who captivated everyone who met him! I even had a very non horsey friend come up who remarked that he looked like he was smiling.. he just had that aura!
He will always hold that special place in our hearts.. but i do hope the pain of losing him with subside and I can feel proud to have had him... Washington George, you were a legend and I love you.. may you run free without your lumps and bumps..
RIP George Boy
Love and special place scratches forever!
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PS: George is having his own myspace, in the hope that his story can will people to donate to horse charities to allow old ponies to have the luxury life in their twillight years