by retiredhappy » Thu Nov 11, 2010 11:25 am
Well, the time finally came. Yesterday we had to have my daughter's 27 year old horse put down. She knew it was coming but that doesn't make it any easier. She helped birth Desi and has had him since she was 19. My granddaughter doesn't even remember life without him. I can remember when he was a colt my daughter and him would play tag out in the field. He enjoyed that game as much as any kid I've ever seen. She moved with him from California to Arizona to Texas. He's been the one constant in her thru her life's ups and downs and boyfriends and sassy teenage daughter. She did Western riding, English Pleasure and jumping and finally Dressage. As a home trained, backyard horse she took 6th place at the Arab Nationals when he was around 16. I'm sure when the sorrow lets up some she will remember all the really, really good times she had with him.
As a final tribute to him yesterday right after we had buried him a redtail hawk came flying in screeching, flew low over his grave and flew off. They've never seen the hawk before or since.
Karen West
Baxter, Sophie, & Bailey..