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I've thought about posting this a lot of times, but I haven't til now because I guess it sounds stupid and self indulgent, but I just felt like saying it anyway.
Its coming up to two years since Taz was put to sleep, and I don't think I've really got over it. I don't think I can get over it because I can't forgive myself for selling him.
For anyone whos not aware of what happened, in short: Taz was a problem horse I bought in 2003. He'd been abused so he had a lot of problems, but we completely clicked. He was my soul mate in a horse, and I loved him so much. I sold him because I'd lost a lot of confidence jumping and I didn't think I was helping him in that respect. He was still difficult but he'd improved a lot. At the time it was the right thing to do and I sold him to an absolutely lovely man who adored him - as a sound healthy horse [passed a 5 stage vetting]. Only a few weeks later he was diagnosed with bad back problems, and then kissing spines. He received various treatment but nothing helped and he was put to sleep less than 6 months after I sold him.
I can't help but look back and regret what I did. I don't know what triggered his back problems but I can't help but feel that if I'd kept him, he would have been okay. I don't know if he would, but I'll never know what caused it so suddenly and all I know is that when I had him, he was never sick or sorry. Thats not to say I blame his new owners, who did their best by him til the end. I think about him almost every day, and wish I'd found a way to keep him. I just miss him SO much, and that sounds ridiculous considering I sold him in the first place, but I really thought it was for the best, and if he'd been okay though I'd still miss him, at least I'd know he was loved and cared for by someone else.
I just don't know if I can ever get over it. When I think about the times we had, knowing I'll never see him again, and that it might be my fault, is like a physical pain. The connection we had was just amazing, he always tried his heart out for me, he made me laugh, he was the kindest horse ever. I'd give anything to go back, and I know I can't.
I'm sorry for this sentimental rubbish, but I really felt like I had to say it and I've warbled to my mum and my OH about it too many times already. If anyone has any advice about how to deal with still feeling like this after two years, please, I'd love to hear it.
Its coming up to two years since Taz was put to sleep, and I don't think I've really got over it. I don't think I can get over it because I can't forgive myself for selling him.
For anyone whos not aware of what happened, in short: Taz was a problem horse I bought in 2003. He'd been abused so he had a lot of problems, but we completely clicked. He was my soul mate in a horse, and I loved him so much. I sold him because I'd lost a lot of confidence jumping and I didn't think I was helping him in that respect. He was still difficult but he'd improved a lot. At the time it was the right thing to do and I sold him to an absolutely lovely man who adored him - as a sound healthy horse [passed a 5 stage vetting]. Only a few weeks later he was diagnosed with bad back problems, and then kissing spines. He received various treatment but nothing helped and he was put to sleep less than 6 months after I sold him.
I can't help but look back and regret what I did. I don't know what triggered his back problems but I can't help but feel that if I'd kept him, he would have been okay. I don't know if he would, but I'll never know what caused it so suddenly and all I know is that when I had him, he was never sick or sorry. Thats not to say I blame his new owners, who did their best by him til the end. I think about him almost every day, and wish I'd found a way to keep him. I just miss him SO much, and that sounds ridiculous considering I sold him in the first place, but I really thought it was for the best, and if he'd been okay though I'd still miss him, at least I'd know he was loved and cared for by someone else.
I just don't know if I can ever get over it. When I think about the times we had, knowing I'll never see him again, and that it might be my fault, is like a physical pain. The connection we had was just amazing, he always tried his heart out for me, he made me laugh, he was the kindest horse ever. I'd give anything to go back, and I know I can't.
I'm sorry for this sentimental rubbish, but I really felt like I had to say it and I've warbled to my mum and my OH about it too many times already. If anyone has any advice about how to deal with still feeling like this after two years, please, I'd love to hear it.