A tribute to all those horses who have changed our lives but have sadly died........

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I started a thread about fave horse piccy's and a few of you posted fave pics of your horses who have been pts/died.
So it thought a tribue thread is in order for all the horses who have changed our lives and help make us the people we are today.

Mine is my Lizzie.
I got her when I was 9 years old, she was 21. She was a cleveland bay x nobody knew what lol 14.2hh and beautiful skewbald markings. She had a stubbon nature and if she didnt want to do it she didn't, but we achieve so much together, spot of jumping, hacking little shows, she didn't act her age until the last few years, she was 30 when she passed on!!! She gave me so much confidence even tho she did like to misbehave... ocasionlly!!

I love her so much she took me through my high school years and was my best friend, she knew all my secrets and she was the one I went to if I needed someone to listen. She sadly Passed on 27th April 2007, when I was doing my A levels.

She is so missed and although she is gone she is never forgotten, I will love her always and hope she is playing happily with all her friends.

Love you Lizzie, hope you have found peace. <3









 
Mine is obvious the Mighty Tommy Tittlemous, AKA Tommy who we lost last year to laminitis. He was 18.2 and the most gorgeous gentle horse I have ever met.

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That was 2 days before he went down with the lami

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My daughter on him
 
I can't write too much since it's still a bit raw :(

My beautiful Monty Shnozzle. PTS 15th February 2010.

I really do miss him every day :(



 
Though not mine, Cairo Clydesdale who bought so much happiness into my hubbie's life and nearly two years later, there is still a huge hole in our lives though Farra is doing her best to fill it.

Loved by everyone who met him, the master of using the one eye to get treats, a true all rounder - only thing he never did was what he was bred for - driving and pulling in harness.

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Rest in peace old man, we will join you one day again.
 
Theresa_F said:
Though not mine, Cairo Clydesdale who bought so much happiness into my hubbie's life and nearly two years later, there is still a huge hole in our lives though Farra is doing her best to fill it.

Loved by everyone who met him, the master of using the one eye to get treats, a true all rounder - only thing he never did was what he was bred for - driving and pulling in harness.

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Rest in peace old man, we will join you one day again.
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What a beautiful pic.
 
Some beautiful and amazing horses. I will let this video do the talking for me.



 
This is my section D laid to rest 18th December 2008. This pony was a true star he took me from being a completly off the rails, on a mission to self distruct, manic depressive teenager to being an almost respectable person!!!! lol he came to me from a rescue centre as a very bargy rude pony with an almighty buck!!! I found that i spent all my time with him (he needed lunging nearly every day to get some muscle on him) so i no longer had time for all things illegal also all my money went on him!!! he was amazing from day one (even though he did jump out of his stable 2 days after i got him!! he was perfect some pics:
This was him when he came home


and what he turned into





 
Just wanted to say what a bueatiful thread. The storys are all lovely and it sounds like all the horses where truly Loved. It's had me in tears.
 
This is such a lovely post - really nice to remember those horses that meant so much to us all.

Here's my old girl Betty (aka B, Boop, BettyB, Sweaty). My first horse of my own, she was there through my GCSE's, Alevels, Degree (she went to uni with me and graduated with a 1st in eating!) my parents splitting up, and everything else that happens between the age of 14 and 25. We battled for 12 months to get her right, but her DDFT just wouldnt get better. PTS on 21/6/2008 - my horse of a lifetime, i learnt so much and miss her every day.









sorry for the overload - just lovely to remember her!
 
My beautiful Mascarita (Mazzie for short). She could be an absolute cow but I did adore her. She was killed in an accident on the M5 motorway when the trailer she was in came detached and hit the central reservation. Mazzie was thrown from the trailer (she went through the gap between the ramp and the top) and had massive head trauma and a broken back and was pts at the scene. The other horse stayed in the trailer and miraculously came out of the accident with bruising and minor cuts. If Mazzie had stayed in there it would have been much much worse.

We lost her on 13th July, 2008, and Genie came home the next day and has been brilliant in helping me move on.

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What she loved - Polo
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Sunny (Proud Patriot) ch tb gelding, who was highly bred for the track and had minor success hurdling. He had confirmation of a donkey x camel and shouldn't have been able to do what he did. His feet where the high on the list for the 'worlds worst', but it was his massive heart and kind nature that always won through, even when he got me off with his rodeo displays, he would look at you and say ' opps, sorry about that, but Iam feeling good!' He could buck in mid air over a fence, it was his party trick! Once he bucked so hard the leather girth snapped - somehow, it was the only time I stayed on!! He taught me my seat you could say.
In the end it was his feet that let him down, if he was sound for 9 months, you could guarrantee he would be footy the rest of the year - always in the summer. We tried numerous ideas, but when he was footy in the field after some rain and 1 year off work we knew it was enough. He was happy and enjoyed his last trip to the kennels!!
Sunny - 3.5.89 - 10.8.06
 
What a lovely thread.

Oor wullie or willie to his friends, was truly one in a million, he had epilepsy. He was my best friend and hero.He battled his epilepsy and died at the grand age of 28 many years after the vet had told us to PTS. I miss him so much and will never forget him and what he taught me. Not a day passes by I don't think about him but now with time my tears have turned into a smile remembering the good times.
 
Love this topic.

Not sure how to put pics on (would be great full if someone could do it for me)

I lost my beautiful girl on the 18/01/10 after 9 years with me not sure what happened just found her in the field. She had a really bad all in her stable in December so think it could be something to do with the bang she had on her head.
Missing her so bad as she taught me so much. She was a right cow at times but i would never have changed her for the world.
Heres some link to pics on facebook.
Miss you princess

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Hum. I feel a weepy night coming on!

I want to say thank you to Ted (Well Ted, Teddy, Teddiffer, Theodore) He taught me a hell of a lot of things in the years I knew him. From leaving him alone when galloping or jumping, to Intramuscular injects and lymphatic massage. He was the most gentle and willing ex pointer I have ever met.

He taught my friend 9 year old son to ride, he stopped my boyfriend being terrified of horses and he mad me realise there was more to horses the riding.

My little man. He was put to sleep on May the 4th 2009 after suffering another bout of lymphangitis. it was a week since his last vet visit. His eyes said he had had enough and I wasn't going to watch him beg. He deserved better than that.

He will never be forgotten. He touched so many people. RIP dudey.

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A week before he was pts

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Crying now lol

Lou x
 
Lost my old girl, Castana for posh, Cassie (or Ratbag!) at all other times on 2nd March this year - all still a bit raw.

My Dad bought her for me nearly 21 years ago, as a just backed 3 year old and we did so much together. Had some arguments along the way, but all relationships have small ups and downs.

What I remember most was how she made Monday mornings at school bearable, as I sat through interminable assemblies and re-lived the team chase round/jump off/ODE from the day before.

She was so argumentative in her later years that I let her retire gracefully and do what she wanted to do, that is look after the two youngsters. If you did take her out on a hack, then all she tried to do was get home as quickly as possible, because the babies just couldn't survive without her.

They are missing her now, still 3 weeks after she has gone. Think we all will for a very long time. A very spirited chestnut light has gone out.

Lovely head shot from a couple of years back


Back in the day, doing what she loved best
 
My boy, Rags or racing name "On Your Way"
He put 11 years of his life into steeplechasing and loved it, he went backwards and forwards between Ireland and England, and through Doncaster sales at least twice. Ridden by Richard Dunwoody and trained by at least 7 different people
He loved jumping and never stopped or ran out in all the time I had him. He would be clipped, shod, injected and load without anyone holding him. I used to run across the field and vault on him, or wander round the yard bareback with just a rope round his neck. He was so gentle I even rode him with my leg in plaster. He taught me hacking was fun, but XC on an ex racer is very fast! He never stayed in the same field, jumping any fence you put up, and then always unable to figure how to get back
Even in his last week, when I found him standing on 3 legs, and I had to prop a bale under his bad leg, he never got bolshy or distressed. He coped with pain so well that when he was nerve blocked and they checked the other leg, they nearly drew blood before he reacted. He had a barb impaled in his neck and was drained and removed with no pain relief
He was my horse of a lifetime, and touched everyone who knew him, including reducing the vet who put him to sleep, to tears.
He told me it was time to go, and it was the last thing I could do for him. I sang twinkle twinkle to him, and held his head in my lap
He wasn't perfect, and I never managed to show jump him like I wanted to, as the sight of so many jumps blew his brain, but I loved him, and his faults
RIP Raggers, I miss you and I still don't have another horse. I couldn't love another one and have my heart broken again, it hurt so much. I remember Dad telling me to get out of bed, and me saying "What for?". I felt like there was nothing left
last photo, 20 mins before he went to sleep

 
Such gorgeous horses and stories. I don&#8217;t really believe in God in the true sense but I do believe all these lovelies are waiting in heaven for you to find them. And they are watching over you, keeping you safe. I don&#8217;t know, maybe people think that&#8217;s silly, but it works for me and helps me get through the day.

I know this is probably not the same, but Norah Foaly (I call her this because before Josie had her baby we would say &#8216;how&#8217;s Foaly Josie?&#8217; when talking to her belly &#8211; sad really)
Born March 18 2010 and left us March 19 2010.
She had septicaemia and a problem with her circulation and digestive tract and passed away peacefully in her sleep at the Bell Equine Clinic in Maidstone.
I only knew her for one day but it was one of the happiest days of my life (if not THE happiest)

It&#8217;s still so RAW and so sad but I just have to keep going for Josie, keep getting up every morning and remembering that I still have the best mare in the world that lost her baby so suddenly. I believe that there won&#8217;t be a single day that passes when I don&#8217;t think of little Norah but over time it will become easier to talk about &#8211; even laugh about how funny she was &#8211; and how funny we were thinking she was a boy for the first few hours of her life (doh)

Keep strong everyone, our horses are all playing together in another life somewhere.
 
Royale, my beautiful firey chestnut mare. My first horse of my own, bought her when she was 4 and I was 19. Was the most opinionated mare I have ever know, spent the first 6 years of her life on her back legs. She mellowed a bit as she got older and we had the most amazing bond. Lost her to arthritus aged 21 and have spent the last four years trying to find a horse that filled my heart like she did.

RIP Royale, not a day goes by when I don't think about you. You will never know how much I miss you.
 
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