PolarSkye
Well-Known Member
Indulge me.
Just heard that a much-loved and all-round superstar schoolmaster was put to sleep this morning. Tommy, "little" brother to Rocky (who passed nearly two years ago 13th January 2012), was the cheekiest, sweetest little coblet who ever walked the earth. He was the horse you rode if you needed a confidence boost . . . but he wasn't a riding school plod by any means . . . he was the first horse I ever fell off . . . on a hack with my daughter when he objected to being at the back and had a "moment" - but he was always the horse I wanted to be on if I had a crisis of confidence. He was also the first horse I ever fell in love with . . . a non-descript (to those who didn't know his many charms) piebald cob, with a big personality and an even bigger heart.
I remember his owner telling me that when she was pregnant with her first child, Tommy - usually sweet-natured and kind - bit her . . . he could sense something was different and was jealous! On the other hand, you could put the most novice-y of novices on him and he would look after them. He had trouble cantering on the correct lead on the left rein, but if you persevered and rode him through it, he would do a flying change (a little alarming for novices!). He could turn his hoof to anything . . . and was the apple of his owner's eye.
My heart goes out to Karen, her family and all who loved and cared for him at Burley Lodge. He will be much-mourned and forever missed.
Run free TomTom - I will never forget you.
P
Just heard that a much-loved and all-round superstar schoolmaster was put to sleep this morning. Tommy, "little" brother to Rocky (who passed nearly two years ago 13th January 2012), was the cheekiest, sweetest little coblet who ever walked the earth. He was the horse you rode if you needed a confidence boost . . . but he wasn't a riding school plod by any means . . . he was the first horse I ever fell off . . . on a hack with my daughter when he objected to being at the back and had a "moment" - but he was always the horse I wanted to be on if I had a crisis of confidence. He was also the first horse I ever fell in love with . . . a non-descript (to those who didn't know his many charms) piebald cob, with a big personality and an even bigger heart.
I remember his owner telling me that when she was pregnant with her first child, Tommy - usually sweet-natured and kind - bit her . . . he could sense something was different and was jealous! On the other hand, you could put the most novice-y of novices on him and he would look after them. He had trouble cantering on the correct lead on the left rein, but if you persevered and rode him through it, he would do a flying change (a little alarming for novices!). He could turn his hoof to anything . . . and was the apple of his owner's eye.
My heart goes out to Karen, her family and all who loved and cared for him at Burley Lodge. He will be much-mourned and forever missed.
Run free TomTom - I will never forget you.
P
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. He's up there with Prinnie now . . . 
