Horse of a Lifetime, your tributes.

Mine and my sisters Nelly, (the spotted in my sig), she was nappy, difficult, frightened of traffic, loved us to bits and lived with us for 23 years. She was a royal pain for every day of those years, with a sense of humour which led to ridiculous situations and was the biggest tart you ever met. If it was male (human or equine) there she was fluttering her eyelashes. We had to have her PTS in November 2007 and although we have others I doubt (and hope) that we'll never find one just the same.
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My horse of a lifetime was my dear old friend Simon. I had him 19 years and sadly lost him at 25 yrs old to colic in 2006. Much as i love Inky and Ty they will never replace Simon. He was with me through growing up, my first boyfriends, school exams etc.. and without him i dont know how i would have coped. He was my everything and was my soulmate. I miss him terribley.

RIP my little man xx

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I have had two, and I'm only very young. I lie actually, although Bertha has been a horse of a lifetime, she is really my mum's horse. Aged 12 I had a bad fall out XC on my pony, Angel. She was sold and I was given the ride of Bertha, my mum's 16.2hh mare, who was full of knowledge and at the time 21. She took me hunting, and took me everywhere, and even aged 27 she still delights in being a tinker and jumping out of the field, she took me over my first five bar gate and was always full of confidence and spirit, I love her.
My coloured is a horse of a lifetime, just for the bond I have with him.
I love him so much, we have cuddles and walks all the time, but he also has an absolutely amazing jump in him, that is wildly unseating but the best feeling in the world, he looks after me so well and always takes me over the best country
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Kizzy the 1st horse i had shared her with my sister she was Tb/Welsh 15hh the smartest horse ever tought me so much.She was such a little maddam challenging but always looked after you.I remember once when we hacked to another yard for a lesson and while we were there it started snowing blizzard conditions and that little mare hacked home couldnt see where she was going and never put a foot wrong.
Then while in foal with Sidney i will never forget when bringing her in from the field another horse turned tokick me Kizz pushed me out of the way and took the kick herself she always seemed to look out for us
Had so many problems with her when she was 14 was kicked and fractured her leg was on box rest for months and she was so good.Then a few years ago had cushings and also a lump behind her eye believed to be cancer was always having nose bleeds.
In 5 weeks it will be a year since we lost her abit of her still lives on in Sid but i still wish she was still here could never replace her still brings tears when i think of her .RIP KIZZY MISS YOU SOOO MUCH
 
My horse now. I just can't say anything good enough! I adore her. Can jump like Zebedee and is careful, fast and willing. Never ever will be able to replace her.
 
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Sorry to have upset some people. Thankyou for the very kind PM's. Still makes me cry, thats why i put is as i did to google.
If it were not for Florin i would not be doing what i do today in her memeory, my beautiful Florin.
Florin is the Grey below enjoying her summer.
When no-one was about she would lay her head on me, i would wrap my arms around her head and she would go to sleep. A special memory i have.

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Sorry, cannot at the moment google your story which sounds incredibly sad, as I am too tearful to deal with anything else sad at the moment. But I will, in a little while.
 
Dudley was the horse of a lifetime for me. I was given him by my old boss when I was going through a really, really rough time in my life and she told me to take him hunting twice a week on my own and enjoy myself (this is whilst she was employing me to do her horses!!). He was a truly fantastic hunter - very quick, very balanced and would fly hedges like they were nothing. He had his quirks and would put in a nasty stop when you least expected it but it meant that you rode much more positively and when I got to the bottom of him he was amazing. He had a blatent disregard for coloured poles, being tied up, men.. you name it!! But he gave me so much confidence in everything but especially in "being me" and we went through a hell of a lot together. He was better than any counsellor could ever be and the amount of hours we spent in his stable or out exercising with me talking non stop and him just listening and there with his lovely soft neck to cuddle into turned me into the person I am today.

He was very, very sadly PTS just before Christmas last year after breaking down out hunting but he had a last day out with hounds and was happy - it was definately the right way to go if he had to go at all. I miss him hugely and know I'll never find another the same as him which is probably good because it means I'll always remember him as he was.
 
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Florin. Google Silver Florin Equine Welfare. You will find part of the story. Still unable to talk about it.

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This makes my heart ache. What a story.

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me too, i was welling up.
 
Mr Solo is my horse of a lifetime.

Sebastien (as he used to be) came to my great uncles (despite being 70 odd, is a dealer) 5 years ago. He'd been part of a bankruptcy/reposession type thing, and hadn't done much- we think he may be an ex racer, but then, we don't know.
At the time, I'd sold my pony and was looking for a hunter type to hunt, etc. It was decided that Sol wasn't the horse for me- I wanted a hunter, something that would live out, something i could have a good time on, not a 'blood' horse!
Anyways, Uncle took him to a show, where he came 1st in the open SJ. I went up a week later and we said that I'd be having him! I'd really felt a bond with him. A week later, Uncle delivered him, and my mum turned him out. We had decided to re-name him Solo, as this suited him better!
Fast forward 5 years, and I have a 12yo TB, who's been to PC camp with me twice, done a couple of sponsored rides, XC, SJ (despite the hurdler stylee of jumping) and excelled at showing. We've just started doing a bit of schooling, cos we're hoping to do a bit of Dressage this summer.

So, i didn't get my hunter- it's the only thing that he doesn't take to- but i got a loyal friend, a friend who has been my rock through a really difficult couple of years, and a friend who's mane has absorbed many a tear!

I love my Solo.
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Mine was my first horse, a baggage, witchy, nappy, mistrustful 4 year old who I was no way experienced enough to buy! We had a few years of trying to bend each others will, which she pretty much mostly won! She spent a whole year refusing to leave the yard in one direction!!!

Years came and went and we came to an understanding, she became the most fun fantastic hack, would jump anything you pointed her at (which mainly wasn't much with me, but a friend started doing opens and we were going to affiliate her).

She gave my nieces' their first rides at a young age and I loved her very dearly.

She was stunning to look at and received admiration where ever she went.

Sadly, she had an accident in the field 9 years ago this May bank holiday at the tender age of 10. She had been competing all winter and as the yard we were at had limited summer turnout, I decided to give her a holiday over the summer. She moved to a friend's place and 3 hours after being turned out had managed to smash her knee into a million pieces - to this day we don't know what happened, as she wasn't kicked, but the field was on a hill and I think she just fell at speed. Stupidly she was one of the most agile horses I have ever known and often got herself in to scrapes when ridden and out with no problem!

She was PTS 6 hours after I had moved her on 30th May 1999.

We fought together and learnt together and compromised together, but most of all she gave me companionship and was the most wonderful partner and teacher.

The saddest part was that after all the years of trying to find the key to her and get her to trust, the last few years of her life, she really came into her own and was amazing.

I love my current mare equally, but Kelly will always hold a very special place in my heart, she was unique and such an amazingly vibrant mare, that even now it seems impossible that she could have gone so soon in her life.
 
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