Lordy - thought I wasn't a sentimental fool...

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but it's two years this week since my lovely horse had to be PTS due to a ruptured intestine - and I've come over all silly.

He was my horse of a lifetime, and I wish he was still here...

He was semi retired due to lameness, and I took these at the vets, so he was looking a bit rough, but this is the boy. Lovely lovely RamiroZ grandson, and the nicest horse I've ever had dealings with.

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You are not being silly what so ever, he was a major part in your life, and you still and always will have very very fond memorys of him. Each year does get a little easier to deal with but they are always in your thoughts, one of mine is coming up to 11 years and in some ways it seems like only yesterday, and I can still get upset but I remember all the good times and that makes it easier to handle. Super looking chap RIP dear lad.
All the best
Chrissie x
 
it's not silly at all

he's lovely, rip x


I know that really! Was a bit surprised at getting all glum about him - I was ok this time last year! Guess I need to get back in the saddle if I'm feeling all horsy again!

He was a star - he was on loan to a lady who adored him, and judging by the reaction of the people from her yard who brought him to the vets - everyone there loved him too, so at least he had a nice life right up to the end.
 
Not silly at all.
It struck me last Friday that it was exactly 11 yrs since our Clydie mare was pts and 4 yrs to the day since our Appaloosa was pts, both planned because of old age. As neither of them would have made it through the winter, we did the deed on the last Friday of my half-term holiday, so that both sis and I could be there.
We still miss them both, as we miss all the others who have been pts over the years, and talk about our memories, still laughing on many occasions. The memories do become less poignant as time passes.
 
Certainly have some funny memories! Using a plastic picnic chair as a mounting block when he had been backed about 6 weeks. My foot went through the chair, leaving me hopping frantically with one foot in the stirrup, and a chair attached to the other - he was 17.3, so it was quite a long stretch! Every horse in the vicinity fled, except for him. He stood like a rock, holding his breath, with his eyes screwed shut, snorting like mad, whike I sorted myself out. "What a saint" I hear you all exclaim - but half an hour later, we turned round at the bottom of a hill, went into trot, and he exploded, firing me into a tree!
 
You're right, that's exactly what I was thinking until I read the last phrase!
Our Clydie was bombproof and nannied the Appy on hacks, except the day that she took fright at a bull, which was over a high wall, at the other end of a big field. She almost walked over a Metro to get away from the bull who was taking absolutely no notice of her whatsoever!
 
You're right, that's exactly what I was thinking until I read the last phrase!
Our Clydie was bombproof and nannied the Appy on hacks, except the day that she took fright at a bull, which was over a high wall, at the other end of a big field. She almost walked over a Metro to get away from the bull who was taking absolutely no notice of her whatsoever!

There were alpacas in a field near our yard - he was firmly of the opinion that he'd rather throw himself under a lorry than go anywhere near them! They didn't help much - used to hide on the other side of the hedge, and stalk him - then pop out, shout "Boo" (or the alpaca equivalent) and then run away laughing while he had a nervous breakdown...
 
Now our first horse, was exactly the opposite.
There were 2 places on our regular hacks where young cattle were grazing on hillsides over hedges/walls. The gelding loved to snort loudly as he approached them, making them rush downhill away from us. That really cheered him up!
 
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