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Moyjse (pronounced Moychy) aka Mr. Moo
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Fresian
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Born May 1999 |
Moyjse was only 11 years old at the time of his death on 6th May 2011 |
Dear Moo,
I hope you are watching me from the heavens above. You always knew how much I loved you when you were here on earth with me; can you see me now? Can you still see how much I love you still and always will, and understand that I will never, ever forget you?
I remember the day that I bought you as if it was yesterday. We left Norfolk on one of the hottest days in June 2006. Dad and I traveled up to Hull to meet you for the very first time. It was love at first sight my darling, and I think you knew that straight away. Do you remember how at first you didn’t want to go into the horse box?! But then you let me lead you on and we were bound for Norfolk again. My dear, sweet horse, do you remember the welcome that awaited your arrival? Mum, Holly and Ruby were in the driveway waving to us as we turned in off the road, and as I led you off the horse box you didn’t bat an eyelid, you were such a calm, sensible little chap, taking in the new surroundings of your new home.
My love, we really got to know each other well that first summer, didn’t we. I remember our first show. You’d only been with me a month and you really looked stunning with those 3 rosettes you won, you clever, clever horse. Do you remember having a dressage lesson for the first time and our instructor asking, ‘Does he always hold his head up so high?’. I could hear you thinking, ‘I’m a Friesian!’, and I read your thoughts because I spoke those words out loud! Did I also hear you think, ‘Find an instructor who appreciates my natural way of going?’. Well, I listened to you...and we found wonderful Joan, who took you and I onto greater things and really started to turn you into a dressage horse…and me a dressage rider. We learned together, didn’t we, Moo. You were such a willing, eager to please little soul. Can you see the card she sent me after you died to say how much she loved you too? Can you see it on the shelf? With all the other cards you and I have been sent? I really hope that you can. There’s quite a few, aren’t there! One is from the vet who saw you at home before we had to take you to hospital. Have you read the bit where she says that she knew you had a very happy and a very lucky life? Can you see how much all of us miss you? Love you?
I am so utterly proud of all your achievements, we put in such a lot of hard work together, didn’t we! And we got there! From the simple walk/trot tests to Elementary Dressage, my darling Moo you did it! You clever angel. But you know you were so much more to me than just for the dressage thing. We used to play together in the field, you loved that didn’t you! Trotting round me with that fabulous trot of yours, a buck and a kick and then absolute stillness when you’d turn round, look at me and then say, ‘What shall we play next?’.
We spent five years together…just five years. But it feels as if you had been with me all my life, I can’t remember life without you...and now I can’t get used to life without you. What do I do, Moo? Those last few hours we had together on that horrible Thursday night, you were so terribly poorly, you didn’t deserve to die like that, no horse does. We took you to the best Equine Hospital in England, driving as fast as we dared, and they did all they could to save you from the worst case of colic, but in the small hours on the Friday, you just faded away. I said goodbye to you at the hospital but I didn’t know then that that was the final goodbye darling, or I would have...I don’t know what I would have done... But I did kiss you and I did stroke your neck and your nose and your eyes, and I’m so, so sorry I wasn’t there at the very, very end. I wasn’t allowed to be there, sweet horse, but I’m sure you understood that. You understood everything. You had a beautiful brain.
I live your memory over and over again every waking hour. Can you see me now? If only I could have just one more second with you, just one more glimpse of the mortal you. Darling Moo. I will just carry on living here until I can be with you forever; until that day comes, I will never forget you. Are you watching me? Can you feel the deepest love that this mortal being is trying to radiate to you up above? Then just hang on a little while longer and I will be with you soon. And Moo...thank you. Just thank you...
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Moyjse 
