"Bubba", as he was known
around the barn, started out his life orphaned at 10 days old, which is when
I got him. Throughout our 23 years together, Bubba became a two-time national
champion western horse. His forte, reining and trail, having a
huge impact on how people, even other horsemen, viewed wild horses/mustangs.
He changed many a mind with his good looks, charismatic character and
willingness to perform. He was a powerful, positive force in my life
as well as those he touched, if only for a moment.
When it's time to go
to the barn and tend to the others, it's especially hard, his voice
isn't among them who call to me. I count heads and there is one less. One
less bucket to make up, one less blanket or sheet to put on/take off,
one less grooming to do, one less, one less, one less... I miss the
smell of his muzzle, totally unique, the touch of his soft and shiny blood
bay coat, his wisdom, his joking sense of humor and the beauty of his
movement, how smooth, comfortable and willing he was to ride. How
he loved granny smith apples, horse cookies and bran mash that he would have
all over his face and ears.
I can't bear to visit his
grave, although I do want to plant flowers and it's a mere 100 yards from
the barn. Our last few hours together haunt me and are painful to me,
as the pain you suffered with the colic. How you looked at me with dirt
in your eyes I kept trying to wipe out after thrashing, trying to get comfortable
saying, "Mom, please fix it." and the helplessness I felt because I
couldn't.
I hope, my beloved Bubbie,
you can understand and forgive why I had to release you from this
plane. If I had done nothing, you would have suffered even more and the end
result would have been the same.
For now you eat that tall,
green grass and splash in cool, running streams...no bugs to bite you,
no colic or too hot days or cold nights now. You can wander and gallop freely.
I hope you will be there waiting for me when it's my turn to cross over.
I will never forget you, please don't forget me.
I love and miss you so
much.
Your Mom,
Kathy
Macadoodle Two Dots 
