When Bee came to us about
a year ago, she was extremely wild. She didn't like anyone, but slowly over
the year, she came to let me handle her even though I was not her momma,
that was Paula.
She then caught her leg in the fence and broke it in three places. The vets
said there was nothing they could do, she would die in 48 hours. But this
horse proved them all wrong. Every time the vet came out, she would get up,
walk around, and he would tell me she's still alive and healing. I wouldn't
have believed it. We had our ups and downs, but she was getting better.
This horse had more heart and soul than any I've ever known or ever will
know. Having to put her down just about killed me, but it was the right decision.
Bee, if you are in heaven looking down upon us, we miss you so badly we can
hardly stand it. Know you are loved and always will be loved. You will never
be forgotten, you are forever in our hearts.
Love,
Rosanne and Paula
Love, what does it really mean? Some Love is shallow and some
very deep. Everyone can love, its natural.
I've known Love, I do Love, I know very deep Love. But I've recently been
taught a new Love, a Love that is beyond any I've ever known. It came not
from me, it came not from my family, it came not from my husband. It came
from a Horse, a single horse. Who showed me what Love is all about. Even
in her sickest days, she still taught me things I never knew before. She
taught me to never take anything for granted.
God gave her to me and he also took her away from me. She taught
me a new level of pain. She taught me to truly Love, for she truly Loved
me. She taught me that life is not fair, not fair at all, but to love and
appreciate everything I have while I have it, because one day it will be
gone.
This amazing creature was not of super ability or body. She
was merely a Horse, a Horse that knew what Love really is, she fought day
after day to live for me. Fighting relentless pains for me, she had a heart
bigger than would ever fit in her small body. She showed it to me, she showed
me how much love was in her heart. She fought to live to live for me. Till
one day I realized the love she was teaching me, then her job was done.
She left me, left me all alone. But I know she's well now, walking
not alone, but with many friends among endless fields filled with grass.
She is safe now, no harm will ever befall her where she now lies. I love
her so and miss her much, but she's now gone, but gone is never forever.
One day I will see her again and she will re-teach all I've since learned.
I love you Bee.
Paula Rogers
In Loving Memory of Hell Bent, aka, Bee.
September 21, 2007
Bee 
