LauraWheeler
Well-Known Member
On Sat the 26th of june I took Lucy to one of my employers yards where she was going to stay while i was away. She was looking a little thin and i appologised to Laura about how she looked but said i hoped with some grass inside her she would pick up.
I went to see Lucy on the Sunday afternoon. She had settled in well and in true Lucy style had Laura and her family wraped round her little finger already. The geldings where all in love with her and followed her round like lost little puppy dogs. Lucy seemed happy and was looking a little brighter after just one night of grass so i desided to go on the holiday. Safe in the knowlage Laura would take good care of her.
I phoned to check up on Lucy on the Mon and all seemed ok. She was eating lots of grass and lots of fruite.
My OH band me from phoning every day to checkup and said Laura would call if there was something wrong. On the Wed Laura phoned to say Lucy had lost a little weight and had had a small bleed and described it to me. It sounded prity normal to me so Laura just moved her out the field with the boys and put her on her own. She was worryed the boys where bothering her a bit to much and stopping her from eating.
I didn't hear anything on the Thurs so assumed all was well. On the Fri Laura phoned to say she had called the vet out as Lucy had had a few more bleeds and had lost quite alot of weight. She said she was probably worryed about nothing but I told her she had done the right thing and then spent the next few hours nervously waiting for the vet to call. As i waighted I saw a fox on the other side of the canal. I watched her, she was carrying a Piegon then out from behind a hedge a cub appeared. The vixan ran round with the cub following. It was so lovely to watch the cub lurning to hunt. They dissapeared into the distance.
After what seemed like eturnety my phone rang. My vet was nearly in tears. She said Lucy had lost so much weight, Her heart rate was 80bpm and she was unsteady on her back legs. She said she was prity shore Lucy wasn't in pain or suffering and she didn't think she needed putting down streight away. She said she could try to keep Lucy going till i got back but it looked like she was going down hill fast. It was over a week till the end of the trip and we where in Leicester and had no way of getting back to the car. The vet said Lucy wasn't her normal self. She was quiet and calm. Instead of noesy and bolshy. I would have given everything to see Lucy that night. To cuddle her, look into her big brown eyes and tell her i loved her. But i made the desition it was time. I couldn't ask her to wait because she could have started to suffer and then it would and this whole thing has been about her and keeping her quality of life which was now slipping away.
My vet was amazing. She organised everything for me. She called the hunt and sorted it all out. She was even there with Lucy at the end as was Laura. They gave her such a lovely send off. Lots of oranges and bananas and loads of cuddles. Laura gave her a bath so she looked nice and on Sat 3rd July with the sun on her back and the tast of apples in her mouth Lucys struggle was over.
My vet rang me at 2:30pm to tell me it was done and had been very peceful. A lovley end for such a wonderful pony.
I just can't believe i'm never going to see her again. I miss her morning greating everyday demanding her breakfast. She was such an amazing pony truly one in 8 million, who had her ears pricked and a glint in her eye right to the end.
RIP my Beautiful baby. Run free in the hunt field in the sky. You owe me nothing but i owe it all to you.
I went to see Lucy on the Sunday afternoon. She had settled in well and in true Lucy style had Laura and her family wraped round her little finger already. The geldings where all in love with her and followed her round like lost little puppy dogs. Lucy seemed happy and was looking a little brighter after just one night of grass so i desided to go on the holiday. Safe in the knowlage Laura would take good care of her.
I phoned to check up on Lucy on the Mon and all seemed ok. She was eating lots of grass and lots of fruite.
My OH band me from phoning every day to checkup and said Laura would call if there was something wrong. On the Wed Laura phoned to say Lucy had lost a little weight and had had a small bleed and described it to me. It sounded prity normal to me so Laura just moved her out the field with the boys and put her on her own. She was worryed the boys where bothering her a bit to much and stopping her from eating.
I didn't hear anything on the Thurs so assumed all was well. On the Fri Laura phoned to say she had called the vet out as Lucy had had a few more bleeds and had lost quite alot of weight. She said she was probably worryed about nothing but I told her she had done the right thing and then spent the next few hours nervously waiting for the vet to call. As i waighted I saw a fox on the other side of the canal. I watched her, she was carrying a Piegon then out from behind a hedge a cub appeared. The vixan ran round with the cub following. It was so lovely to watch the cub lurning to hunt. They dissapeared into the distance.
After what seemed like eturnety my phone rang. My vet was nearly in tears. She said Lucy had lost so much weight, Her heart rate was 80bpm and she was unsteady on her back legs. She said she was prity shore Lucy wasn't in pain or suffering and she didn't think she needed putting down streight away. She said she could try to keep Lucy going till i got back but it looked like she was going down hill fast. It was over a week till the end of the trip and we where in Leicester and had no way of getting back to the car. The vet said Lucy wasn't her normal self. She was quiet and calm. Instead of noesy and bolshy. I would have given everything to see Lucy that night. To cuddle her, look into her big brown eyes and tell her i loved her. But i made the desition it was time. I couldn't ask her to wait because she could have started to suffer and then it would and this whole thing has been about her and keeping her quality of life which was now slipping away.
My vet was amazing. She organised everything for me. She called the hunt and sorted it all out. She was even there with Lucy at the end as was Laura. They gave her such a lovely send off. Lots of oranges and bananas and loads of cuddles. Laura gave her a bath so she looked nice and on Sat 3rd July with the sun on her back and the tast of apples in her mouth Lucys struggle was over.
My vet rang me at 2:30pm to tell me it was done and had been very peceful. A lovley end for such a wonderful pony.
I just can't believe i'm never going to see her again. I miss her morning greating everyday demanding her breakfast. She was such an amazing pony truly one in 8 million, who had her ears pricked and a glint in her eye right to the end.
RIP my Beautiful baby. Run free in the hunt field in the sky. You owe me nothing but i owe it all to you.
