PercyMum
Well-Known Member
Dear All
I posted last week about my very poorly horse who was losing weight and appeared to be giving up. I just wanted to update you all but most importantly thank you all for the amazing and generous offers of support, time, feed, hay and general vibes throughout this difficult time. It was overwhelming and deeply humbling that so many of you took time to reply or offer PMs full of so much support and advice to help me. I am sorry I did not reply to you all but please know that it all meant very much to me and really did help.
Sadly, my boy fought the Protein Malabsorption and his Albumin levels went up from 19 to 28by Friday. The vet was thrilled and we thought he was on the mend. Friday afternoon he began to nosedive again and started collicking overnight. He started stumbling badly and began to fall over. His tail stopped working and he didnt seem to know when he was urinating and he didnt seem to be able to eat properly. He was put down yesterday evening in the last of the sunshine. The vet thinks he had an aggressive tumour that progressed through to his spinal column and there was nothing that could be done. He was such a big powerful horse that to see him in that state at the end was heartbreaking.
His name was Murphy The Ginger Ninja. He was 17hh, weighed 600kg and was 15 but the hole he has left cannot be measured. He was the horse that I would draw as a little girl and dream of owning one day when I was a grownup. I bought him off the meat man for £500 because I took one look and knew he was the one. He was the most beautiful horse I have ever, ever seen. He took me to BE Novice level and made me look like I could actually ride. He would be a loony out XC or charging up the gallops and the next minute be a totally safe companion for escorting a youngster out for their first hack or jumping session. He never put a foot wrong and I loved him with all my heart. I just hope he knew that, even when I used to get cross with him and shouted at him. He was devoted to me and I to him. He saved my life more than once and defended me from nasty horses, aggressive dogs and unsuitable boyfriends. He did not deserve to go the way he did and should have had years. I hope and pray that I will see him again. He was, quite simply, the most perfect horse in the world and I honestly would not have changed anything about him. I genuinely believed I was the luckiest person alive to have owned him and the pain he has left by leaving me is immeasurable.
I hope you all have a Murphy in your life go home and give them a hug for me tonight xxxxxxxx
I posted last week about my very poorly horse who was losing weight and appeared to be giving up. I just wanted to update you all but most importantly thank you all for the amazing and generous offers of support, time, feed, hay and general vibes throughout this difficult time. It was overwhelming and deeply humbling that so many of you took time to reply or offer PMs full of so much support and advice to help me. I am sorry I did not reply to you all but please know that it all meant very much to me and really did help.
Sadly, my boy fought the Protein Malabsorption and his Albumin levels went up from 19 to 28by Friday. The vet was thrilled and we thought he was on the mend. Friday afternoon he began to nosedive again and started collicking overnight. He started stumbling badly and began to fall over. His tail stopped working and he didnt seem to know when he was urinating and he didnt seem to be able to eat properly. He was put down yesterday evening in the last of the sunshine. The vet thinks he had an aggressive tumour that progressed through to his spinal column and there was nothing that could be done. He was such a big powerful horse that to see him in that state at the end was heartbreaking.
His name was Murphy The Ginger Ninja. He was 17hh, weighed 600kg and was 15 but the hole he has left cannot be measured. He was the horse that I would draw as a little girl and dream of owning one day when I was a grownup. I bought him off the meat man for £500 because I took one look and knew he was the one. He was the most beautiful horse I have ever, ever seen. He took me to BE Novice level and made me look like I could actually ride. He would be a loony out XC or charging up the gallops and the next minute be a totally safe companion for escorting a youngster out for their first hack or jumping session. He never put a foot wrong and I loved him with all my heart. I just hope he knew that, even when I used to get cross with him and shouted at him. He was devoted to me and I to him. He saved my life more than once and defended me from nasty horses, aggressive dogs and unsuitable boyfriends. He did not deserve to go the way he did and should have had years. I hope and pray that I will see him again. He was, quite simply, the most perfect horse in the world and I honestly would not have changed anything about him. I genuinely believed I was the luckiest person alive to have owned him and the pain he has left by leaving me is immeasurable.
I hope you all have a Murphy in your life go home and give them a hug for me tonight xxxxxxxx
