A Memoriam to 'Shados Best Shot'
This page is dedicated to Bee's best horse friend...'Penny'
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Bee's best horse friend..'Penny'
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In Memoriam to "Bee"......
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'Penny' ...registered name..."A Few Dollars More"

PENNY......3-9-1984 to 5-10-2008
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the best mare there ever was! I'll miss you Penny-Filly
    Penny was a yearling when Bee came into her life. I rescued Penny and her mom from a guy that had the mom for sale and was starving the two of them. He didn't want to sell 1 month old 'Penny' with her mom, so I offered him $200.00 above the price of the mare and he let her go for that. Hence Penny's name..."A Few Dollars More".
    Penny has been the most wonderful horse I have ever owned. As a yearling, I gave her to my eleven year old daughter as a birthday present. I trained her to ride and drive. Her and my daughter had a lot of fun together when they were young. But children grow and leave home to raise families of their own. I kept Penny and I have never been sorry for that decision.
     I have never bred Penny, but when Bee passed leaving 3 month old Whinnie, Penny in her grief in missing her best friend, took over raising Bee's foal, protecting her and comforting her while she missed her mom. They were 'mother and daughter' still to this day. Penny was every foal's babysitter, she loved all babies so much, she appointed herself their teacher and guardian.  
     Her place in the herd was the herd boss. She was gentle, she was kind. She was sweet, she had spirit, she had attitude. She has never offered a kick, a bite, she was forever patient. She was always willing to please and do what was asked of her. She ruled the herd by 'diry looks' only, she never had to be mean to show she was boss....she was a respected queen.
     Born the 9th of March, in 1984 she was my senior mare. For several years we have battled heaves and arthritis. Her last summer was very hard on her breathing and this last winter she lamed up on two feet and had to be stalled most of the winter. That alone almost killed her. she worried about her herd and wanted to be out there with them. She lost a lot of weight and her breathing only worsened. Now that warm weather has started, I looked at her closely and realized that she would never be able to go thru another hot humid summer, nor another cold winter. I had to make a final Decision to give my old friend freedom from old age and pain. She is now with her best friend, Bee...in a much better place.
     I love you, my old Penny Filly....thank you for some very good memories and wonderful years. I'll forever miss you, girl, tell Bee I still love her. Be Free and happy now. I love you Penny. 
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Why We Love Horses

God gives us horses and compels some of us to love them.

Yet why does the horse, an animal with such a big heart, live such a short life?  Perhaps it's because if our horses lived any longer, we wouldn't be able to bear losing them. Or, perhaps it's because God wants to ride & jump.

Perhaps God looks down on the fine horses we raise, and decides when it's His turn to ride.  He gives us a few good years to care for and learn from them, but when the time is right, it's up to us to see them off gracefully.

OK, perhaps not gracefully.  Blowing into a Kleenex is rarely graceful.  But we can be grateful.

To have a horse in your life is a gift.  In the matter of a few short years, a horse can teach a child (or any person) courage, if they choose to grab mane and hang on for dear life.  Even the smallest of ponies is mightier than the tallest of children.  To conquer the fear of falling off, having one's toes crushed, or being publicly humiliated at a horse show or on a trail ride is an admirable feat for any person.  For that, we can be grateful.

Horses teach us responsibility.  Unlike a bicycle - or a computer - a horse needs regular care, and most of it requires that you get dirty and smelly and up off the couch.  Choosing to leave your cozy kitchen to break the crust of ice off the water buckets is to choose responsibility.  When our horses dip their noses and drink heartily, we know we've made the right choice.

Learning to care for a horse is both an art and a science.  Some are easy keepers, requiring little more than regular turn-out, a flake of hay, and a trough of clean water.  Others will test you - you'll struggle to keep them from being too fat or too thin.  You'll have their feet shod regularly, only to find shoes gone missing.  Some are so accident-prone you'll swear they're intentionally finding new ways to injure themselves.

If you weren't raised with horses or have never had horses, you can't know that they have unique personalities.  You'd expect this from dogs,but horses?  Indeed, there are clever horses, grumpy horses, and even horses with a sense of humor.  Those prone to humor will test you by finding new ways to escape from the barn when you least expect it.

Horses can be timid or brave, lazy or athletic, obstinate or willing.  You will hit it off with some horses, and others will elude you altogether.  There are as many 'types' of horses as there are people - which makes the whole partnership thing all the more interesting.

If you've never ridden a horse, you probably assume it's a simple thing you can learn in a weekend.  You can, in fact, learn the basics on a Sunday - but to truly ride well takes a lifetime.  Working with a living being is far more complex than turning a key in the ignition and putting the car in 'drive.'

In addition to listening to your instructor, your horse will have a few things to say to you as well.  On a good day, he'll be happy to go along with the program and tolerate your mistakes; on a bad day, you'll swear he's trying to kill you.  Perhaps he's naughty, or perhaps he's fed up with how slowly you're learning his language.  Regardless,the horse will have an opinion.  He may choose to challenge you, (which can ultimately make you a better rider) or he may carefully carry you over fences...if it suits him.  It all depends on the partnership - and partnership is what it's all about.

If you face your fears, swallow your pride, and are willing to work at it, you'll learn lessons in courage, commitment, and compassion, in addition to basic survival skills.  You'll discover just how hard you're willing to work toward a goal, how little you know, and how much you have to learn.  And while some people think the horse 'does all the work', you'll be challenged physically as well as mentally.  Your horse may humble you completely.  Or you may find that sitting on his back is the closest you'll get to heaven in this lifetime.

You can choose to intimidate your horse, but do you really want to?  The results may come more quickly, but will your work ever be as graceful as that gained through trust?  The best partners choose to listen, as well as to tell.  When it works, we experience a sweet sense of accomplishment brought about by smarts, hard work, and mutual understanding between horse and rider.  These are the days when you know with absolute certainty that your horse is enjoying his work.

If we make it to adulthood with horses still in our lives, most of us have to squeeze riding into our over saturated schedules; balancing our need for things equine with those of our households and employers.  There is never enough time to ride, or to ride as well as we'd like.  Hours in the barn are stolen pleasures.

If it is in your blood to love horses, you share your life with them.  Our horses know our secrets; we braid our tears into their manes, and whisper our hopes into their ears.  A barn is a sanctuary in an unsettled world, a sheltered place where life's true priorities are clear: a warm place to sleep, someone who loves us, and the luxury of regular meals...Some of us need these reminders.

When you step back, it's not just about horses - it's about love, life, and learning.  On any given day, a friend is celebrating the birth of a foal, a blue ribbon, or recovery from an illness.  That same day, there is also loss: a broken limb, a case of colic, or a decision to sustain a life, or end it gently.  As horse people, we share the accelerated life cycle of horses: the hurried rush of life, love, loss, and death that caring for these animals bring us.  When our partners pass, it is more than a moment of sorrow.

We mark our loss with words of gratitude for the ways our lives have been blessed.  Our memories are of joy, awe, and wonder.  Absolute union.  We honor our horses for their brave hearts, courage, and willingness to give.

To those outside our circle, it must seem strange.  To see us in our muddy boots, who would guess such poetry lives in our hearts?  We celebrate our companions with praise worthy of heroes.  Indeed, horses have the hearts of warriors, and often carry us into and out of fields of battle.

Listen to stories of that once-in-a-lifetime horse; of journeys made and challenges met.  The best of horses rise to the challenges we set before them, asking little in return.

Those who know them understand how fully a horse can hold a human heart.  Together we share the pain of sudden loss, and the lingering taste of long-term illness.  In some cases, we shoulder the burden of deciding when or whether to end the life of a
true companion.

In the end, we're not certain if God entrusts us to our horses or our horses to us.  Does it matter?  We're grateful God loaned us the horse in the first place.

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