God in Heaven,
"We will meet again at the Rainbow Bridge.."
HORSE.COM was inspired
were the joy of my life and the light
lost "BOBO", after 14 years together,
He made every day worth getting up for,
all our friends who have ever lost a special friend,
"BoBo's" memory, I have added this page
to Bury a Horse
- Author Unknown
If you bury
him in this spot, the secret of which you must already have,
he will come to you when you call;
come to you over the far, dim pastures of death.
And though you ride other living horses through life they shall not shy at him, nor resent his coming.
For he is yours, and he belongs there.
People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall,
who hear no nicker pitched too fine for insensitive ears.
People who may never really love a horse.
Smile at them then, for you shall know something that is hidden from them
and which is well worth knowing...
The one place to bury a horse is in the heart of his master.
Time To Strut Your
Stuff aka "Bud"
Beloved Quarter Horse and amazing show companion.
You will live in my heart forever.
of Vegas Cash
You where a grand
A great Indian
ENTERPRISE - Quarter Horse
I miss the look
of surrender in your eyes - The way your soft chestnut mane would fall
Love You Daron. You were my best friend, my world, my Baby Boy.
SHILLEM - "Casey"
Casey was diagnosed with osteosarcoma (which is rare in horses his age) in April and given three months, but his spirit, determination and devotion kept him going for 6 months. He never showed any signs of discomfort or pain and was always happy to see me. He was bossing his "herd" around until the end. He let me know Thursday evening that he was ready to cross the bridge and it was with great sadness that the decision was made to let him go. On Friday morning, he was laid to rest with "P", my pony gelding who helped raise him.
The horses I have
left have pretty big "shoes" to fill.
we were only able to love you for a short time,
You brought us so much joy and happiness.
were the friendliest foal we ever knew
The Imparato Family
May 3, 1984 to August 1, 2006
Ken & Lauren
We lost our best friend on May 6, 2006.
Cowboy was his name
and giving you the rear view was his game.
Copper didn't even have a chance to do everything I had planned for him in his life. He would be turning 2 in the spring of 2006.
Tragically he was attacked by dogs on November 19, 2005 and there wasn't anything that could be done to save him. I had to make the decision to have him humanely euthanized. A part of me died that day.
You see, Copper was a therapy horse. He helped mentally and physically handicapped people by letting them brush him and walk him around. He was only 29" tall (yes, inches). I got to see many people overcome obstacles through him. I am completely devastated by his loss. It has been two months since his death and I can't even get through writing this without breaking down. He was a true hero. He has truly inspired me to go on doing horse therapy in his name. Someday I will own another mini, but never another Copper. It's hard to believe that his purpose had been fulfilled so soon. And what a wonderful purpose it was...
"I will see you again soon, my friend, I know you will be waiting for me at the gates."
Martin, Arcadia, FL
Berry, affectionately known as "Baby"
Our precious little Tennessee Walker rescue came to us at the end of May 2005 as an undernourished two year old. She fought valiantly to live and she had a wonderful 3 months of life with us. We learned so much from her and she learned to trust again. We miss her very much.
love could have saved you, you would have lived forever"
- Arabian Gelding
Strunan became part
of my life when I was 13 years old. He was my lesson horse and I also
showed him. Even though I had some tough lessons with him, when my parents
granted my biggest wish, to have my very own horse when I was 16, I
Ronnie was the sweetest horse I ever had the pleasure to meet.
He was all heart
and tried so much to please.
I know he's waiting
for me at the Rainbow Bridge and
Among the legends of your race;
Who long have soared to higher climes,
Their shadows only left behind.
And join their stellar company
While every place you've ever been
Your life continues on again.
Chestnut Quarter Horse gelding
(Easy Jet x Hy Flight Deck by Top Deck)
On October 23, 2001, our 29 yr old gelding was put down. His name was Whiskey River. About 20 years ago my step dad bought him as a working cow horse, mainly to rope off of. He stood about 14.3-15h and at the time weighed about 1300lbs. He rode him for about a year then gave him to his oldest son who had him for at least 6 years, after that his son gave him to a family who had small children and wanted to learn how to ride. He stayed there until we lost track of them. Now, about a year ago, we stopped by the local ASPCA to see if they had any nice dogs to adopt. Just out of the blue we decided to pull in there that day, we weren't really planning to. And, low and behold, who stood in the back of their one stall barn, but Whiskey! Old and beat up, he had bad ringbone on his right front and the looks of an old bowed tendon, he couldn't have weighed more that 1000lbs. The poor guy walked ever so slowly into my brand new trailer that we had bought the day before. He was the first horse to ride in it. We took him home and fed him, gave him free turn out. After a while he was walking better. But, a few months ago, things took a turn for the worst he lost weight and started becoming extreamly sore to walk. After having the vet out many times it just wasn't getting better. As of Sunday night, he stopped eating, he wouldn't even touch his hay. I think he was trying to tell us that he wanted to move on. So, we called the vet out one last time. And as he closed his eyes, a better song could not have been playing on the radio than Vince Gill's "Go Rest High on That Mountain" If you have not heard that song, i suggest you listen to it. It is very touching and could not have been playing at a better time. I hope that he is in a better place now running as fast as he can through those greener pastures.
On 09/11/01 I was told that he had been humanely euthanized do to a stomach rupture.
The day that so many people lost so much...I didn't get a chance to mourn. So this is for him...in place of my promise. I made a new one. That I wouldn't ever forget him...and that I would always love him. He taught me more in the 3 years I knew and loved him then any horse ever has.
From the moment I saw him, dirty,scared and aggressive, I knew we were meant for each other. He was about 10 years old and didn't know anything about English riding. I taught him to trust me as well as train him as a hunter and in return...he taught me to trust him...and together we taught each other to love.
When we first started he hadn't been ridden in 2 years, didn't know his leads or how to jump. We went through days that I couldn't stand being on him another second and days I never wanted to get off. He was never very loving and was actually a rather mean son of a gun, but I knew that he loved and trusted me...even if he didn't always show it. He was never very fancy or flashy, he was just my baby Literknot. And for that, I can never thank him enough.
This is our beloved mare, "Starring Michelle".
She was a Thoroughbred mare. I got "Michelle" on June 2nd, 1996 for my daughter who was 10 years old at the time. It was her first Thoroughbred. Danielle was in Pony club in St Croix US Virgin Islands and she and "Michelle" clicked so well they became the best of friends.
"Michelle" would do anything for Danielle and you could see how much they both loved each other. Going to the beach was "Michelle's" favorite so Danielle and "Michelle" would ride along the beach and even swim together. Danielle would stand on "Michelle's" rump and dive off into the water and even swim between her legs underwater. "Michelle" was so wonderful, she would just stand so still and not move when Danielle was under her legs in the water.
We miss "Michelle"
so very much and loved her with all our hearts.
The love of our life was no longer with us. Our hearts are broken forever, still to this day.
"Michelle was one in a Million and there will never be another mare like her. We hope to someday buy another horse to love as much as we loved her.
May she rest in peace and always know how much we loved her and miss her.