samlovesprilly
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I don't post often (I am a serial lurker!) but need to get this off my chest as for the moment I don't feel ready to talk to anyone in person.
I returned home from 6 weeks travelling this morning for my family to break the news to me that my first horse, the absolute love of my life and the reason I get up in the morning has been put to sleep
I received a text from my yard owner a week ago saying April was in an accident and got caught in the electric fencing in her field but on getting in touch with the girl who was looking after her I was assured they had the vet out and she was okay.
I have since pieced together that she clearly was not okay and something else had affected her and caused her to collapse in the fencing where she got tangled and spent the night. My yard owner was fantastic and got the vet out immediately, but after getting in touch with my grandfather - my emergency contact -they decided there was nothing else they could do but put her out of her suffering. My family decided not to tell me as there would be nothing I could have done from half way around the world and they wanted me to enjoy my last week away, which I understand and suppose I am great full for.
My darling mare is gone and I honestly cannot take it in - my reason to get up in the morning, my pride and joy, the constant in my life who helped me get through a rough patch of depression and managed to put a smile on my face after even the toughest of days. My beautiful, tough, quirky mare who had a hard exterior and wasn't the easiest to get to know, but had stolen the biggest place in my heart and will remain there for a long time.
I will not pretend that it's all been plain sailing ... My first horse, April tested me and left me in tears more times than I can remember in my first two years of owning her. I came close to giving up many a times and thought my time and effort were wasted on her as there was no 'bond' there. But she put up with my learning curves, my mistakes, my loss of tempers and I carried on with the vision of us being a proper team - the last year has seen that goal achieved a million times over. My little mare has filled my life with complete and utter joy since returning from loan last year. I believe we had both grown up a little and we knew each other so well. We knew what buttons to press (or not press) with each other and there was something special between us. I trusted that mare with my life, and owed her mine for teaching me so much not just about horses but about life in general. I know there was still some way to go in a lot of aspects but I can say for the first time I knew she loved me, which for my proud and stubborn mare was something special.
We are waiting for the autopsy back from the vets but until then we don't know what caused it, whether it was a horrendous accident or whether there was an underlying problem, which the vet thinks there might have been, although she was the picture of health when I left her.
I cannot stop thinking about the what ifs - what if I hadn't left this summer, what if shed been stabled not out that night, what what what? More than anything I cannot forgive myself for not being there when she needed me most at her last minutes, telling her I loved her and how thankful I am for having been able to spend four years of my life with her.
I cannot believe I will never see my beautiful horse again and don't know how to deal with the pain. I dread going back to Brighton as do not know what I will do with my days without her being the core of them.
Just wanted to pay a special farewell to my beloved horse, despite nothing being able to pay light to how incredible she truly was and how much she will be missed by many. Please think of April tonight running free and no longer in pain ... Until we meet again my love.
I want to do something special to remember her but cannot think of anything that has really struck me, or that will pay her a proper tribute
I returned home from 6 weeks travelling this morning for my family to break the news to me that my first horse, the absolute love of my life and the reason I get up in the morning has been put to sleep
I received a text from my yard owner a week ago saying April was in an accident and got caught in the electric fencing in her field but on getting in touch with the girl who was looking after her I was assured they had the vet out and she was okay.
I have since pieced together that she clearly was not okay and something else had affected her and caused her to collapse in the fencing where she got tangled and spent the night. My yard owner was fantastic and got the vet out immediately, but after getting in touch with my grandfather - my emergency contact -they decided there was nothing else they could do but put her out of her suffering. My family decided not to tell me as there would be nothing I could have done from half way around the world and they wanted me to enjoy my last week away, which I understand and suppose I am great full for.
My darling mare is gone and I honestly cannot take it in - my reason to get up in the morning, my pride and joy, the constant in my life who helped me get through a rough patch of depression and managed to put a smile on my face after even the toughest of days. My beautiful, tough, quirky mare who had a hard exterior and wasn't the easiest to get to know, but had stolen the biggest place in my heart and will remain there for a long time.
I will not pretend that it's all been plain sailing ... My first horse, April tested me and left me in tears more times than I can remember in my first two years of owning her. I came close to giving up many a times and thought my time and effort were wasted on her as there was no 'bond' there. But she put up with my learning curves, my mistakes, my loss of tempers and I carried on with the vision of us being a proper team - the last year has seen that goal achieved a million times over. My little mare has filled my life with complete and utter joy since returning from loan last year. I believe we had both grown up a little and we knew each other so well. We knew what buttons to press (or not press) with each other and there was something special between us. I trusted that mare with my life, and owed her mine for teaching me so much not just about horses but about life in general. I know there was still some way to go in a lot of aspects but I can say for the first time I knew she loved me, which for my proud and stubborn mare was something special.
We are waiting for the autopsy back from the vets but until then we don't know what caused it, whether it was a horrendous accident or whether there was an underlying problem, which the vet thinks there might have been, although she was the picture of health when I left her.
I cannot stop thinking about the what ifs - what if I hadn't left this summer, what if shed been stabled not out that night, what what what? More than anything I cannot forgive myself for not being there when she needed me most at her last minutes, telling her I loved her and how thankful I am for having been able to spend four years of my life with her.
I cannot believe I will never see my beautiful horse again and don't know how to deal with the pain. I dread going back to Brighton as do not know what I will do with my days without her being the core of them.
Just wanted to pay a special farewell to my beloved horse, despite nothing being able to pay light to how incredible she truly was and how much she will be missed by many. Please think of April tonight running free and no longer in pain ... Until we meet again my love.
I want to do something special to remember her but cannot think of anything that has really struck me, or that will pay her a proper tribute