Post by millbonn on Sept 21, 2009 14:20:54 GMT 1
I made the decision last Thursday that Millie just couldn't keep on going so I let her go on Friday at 2.30pm.
We'd had a horrendous time since May 2008, about the last time I was on here.
I got Millie 7 years ago, my first horse, she was 20. She was absolutely brilliant and we had lots of fun together. Unfortunately last year she got kicked in the field and ended up in hospital with a fractured splint bone in her hind right leg. I refused to give up on her and got her home to what seemed forever lasting boxrest.
When she did finally go into a small paddock area, my life personally fell to pieces. I struggled with her and my other mare, although if it wasn't for them I don't think I'd have bothered to pick myself up in the end and get on with life. My friends did their best for me and were on hand when I couldn't get to the yard - something I'd never done, I'm there at least twice a day.
Millie got though winter although I was very worried about her weight but she kept it on until the end of March. She suddenly started to look really old and her coat was changing differently to normal and I realised she just hadn't the fitness going into winter so wasn't able to deal with things like she always had coming out. I changed her diet and 'fattened' her up and after 2-3 weeks of what I can only describe as pure hell she started to pick up and her glossy coat started to come through and her whole mood lifted.
She has had a brilliant summer although I've not been able to ride her as much as I wanted - her weight has been hard to maintain all summer.
Last week she suddenly looked old again and stopped eating - it was all so instant, I tried different feeds but she'd eat breakfast then say no to lunch unless I added something new in, although everybody elses buckets were great. I made the decision on Thursday she wasn't going to make it through another winter and I wanted to see her go while she was still happy.
She was my best friend and on Friday the biggest hole in my life appeared but I know that it was for the best and the best for her - she was so loyal to me and taught me so much it was the least I could do for her - the hardest thing ever tho
Love ya Mill xxx
We'd had a horrendous time since May 2008, about the last time I was on here.
I got Millie 7 years ago, my first horse, she was 20. She was absolutely brilliant and we had lots of fun together. Unfortunately last year she got kicked in the field and ended up in hospital with a fractured splint bone in her hind right leg. I refused to give up on her and got her home to what seemed forever lasting boxrest.
When she did finally go into a small paddock area, my life personally fell to pieces. I struggled with her and my other mare, although if it wasn't for them I don't think I'd have bothered to pick myself up in the end and get on with life. My friends did their best for me and were on hand when I couldn't get to the yard - something I'd never done, I'm there at least twice a day.
Millie got though winter although I was very worried about her weight but she kept it on until the end of March. She suddenly started to look really old and her coat was changing differently to normal and I realised she just hadn't the fitness going into winter so wasn't able to deal with things like she always had coming out. I changed her diet and 'fattened' her up and after 2-3 weeks of what I can only describe as pure hell she started to pick up and her glossy coat started to come through and her whole mood lifted.
She has had a brilliant summer although I've not been able to ride her as much as I wanted - her weight has been hard to maintain all summer.
Last week she suddenly looked old again and stopped eating - it was all so instant, I tried different feeds but she'd eat breakfast then say no to lunch unless I added something new in, although everybody elses buckets were great. I made the decision on Thursday she wasn't going to make it through another winter and I wanted to see her go while she was still happy.
She was my best friend and on Friday the biggest hole in my life appeared but I know that it was for the best and the best for her - she was so loyal to me and taught me so much it was the least I could do for her - the hardest thing ever tho
Love ya Mill xxx
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