RIP Dougal - 1 year today!

Bay_Beasty

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Dear All,

Some of you may remember, others may not, that my gorgeous boy was taken very suddenly from me a year ago after a horrific accident. It threw me off my whole life and I dissappeard from horses, from my family and even from myself. but I am returning slowly. Anyway today we buried him. I took a day off of work and we had the whole dug and then we put him in and I covered him over and then put a lot of top soil over the top to plant some flowers (all natives or deer/rabbit proof) over the top. I will make it into an orchard with wild flowers in the grass in the autumn but the wether is too hot and dry for planting trees until then.

Anyway, I wrote a poem too, last night. It just kinda came out and I wrote it down. and I thought I would share it with you. There are some pics too of his restring place. Its in one of our fields, the small one we used to use as a starvation paddock but Dougal loved to go in there as it was close to the house so he could nose in and he liked to eat the trees.

Any way here is the poem. Its from the heart, thats all I am going to say. I tried not to cry while reading it, but unfortunately it didn't work. RIP my little angel. love you forever.

Dougal 10th June 2001 – 29th June 2009

Love is not at first we think, from out ward looking in,
As when love comes, its not expected but takes a hold, a grip.
Love is unthinking unshaking, unmoving and unbreaking
Love is strange, beautiful, fluid and yet fixed
It moulds around the heart subtlety and creeps up on its foe
Love takes no form that I can see, just a form that I know.

My heart was gripped by love for you that could reach no measurable bounds
A friend that was the best, and yet we spoke of different tongues
But partnership is fickle too and often follows love,
And you will forever be that half of me that no longer shares my ground

It’s not the one that leaves that’s sad, for journeys new they explore
But the one that’s left feels the emptiness of love broken, tender, raw.
My heart still breaks on daily wake, and feels the hollow grip
Where loving friend once stood and made the best partnership, now gone amiss

But time is the most difficult companion that parts but does not crack
For one day Dougal, we shall ride again, and our partnership will be back

I miss you every day, but I love you just the same
You were my best friend, my earthly strength, and the bow to my arrow
But now you walk in heavens light, where for now I cannot follow

Rest in Peace my Lord of the Isles, gone but never forgotten
A partnership parted, but definitely, never broken.
 
sorry to hear about your loss,
your poem made me cry, its beautiful.
and where you have buried him sounds beautiful!

RIP Dougal, run-free.
 
I do remember, and can't believe its a year since you lost Dougal.

What a lovely poem, you were both very lucky to have each other.

Glad you are feeling a bit better about things, take care.

RIP Dougal


xx
 
I'm so sorry :( Hugs to you.

It's going to be a year soon for us with Tommy and my dog who was my life sadly, I've got them etched in my head but I'm scared to hell I'm going to forget the dates sometimes.

It's tough :( I hate being in his turnout pen where he was put down, I'm always in and out of there as soon as I can possily do it in...quite pathetic really as I'm the least senstitive person on the planet usually!

Not the same scenario obviously....but I really feel for you :( It's absolutely awful but time does make it easier, gradually x x x x
 
sorry forgot to upload a pic

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I do remember. I can't help by saying that it fades or gets better, but I think we learn to live with it. Grief is truly awful.

Your poem was lovely and so is the spot you've chosen for him.

RIP Dougal. xx
 
I remember your post about Dougal last year when I was a lurker and not yet an official signed up member on here and it was heartbreaking. I'm glad you're coming out the other side of all that sadness a bit and have a new horse to help you. Think the poem says it all and Dougal's resting place very special, an orchard with its wildflowers will be lovely.
 
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