Shaushony came into my life
at a time when I was going from a teenager to a 20 year-old. I had just had
my first broken heart.
Shaushony was a grade Quarter
Horse about 15 hands and a personality that everyone just loved. He would
reach out to anyone that might have something to eat, from hot dogs to french
fries with ketchup.
We grow and learn. He and
I started competing in the local Western shows. We showed against all breeds
and 1987 was our best year. We cleaned up. English Pleasure, Hunter
Hack, Jumper, Western Riding, Trail, Reining, and our best was Command
class.
Everyone talks about horses
that always try and are willing because they had a big heart. He must have
had the biggest heart, because sometimes I wasn't the nicest
person.
I hope he knew how much
I really loved him. He lived alone up to 26 years old when I bought a paint
mare. The next year I bought three more paints and I believe Shaushony thought
he had already gone to heaven.
The final morning he was
fine, but by the afternoon, he was in pain. I called the vet, but we couldn't
seem to relieve the pain he was in. He and I walked and spent the afternoon
together, but by 7p.m., I knew. It was time to say goodbye.
The vet came to euthanize,
and when Shaushony was laying down, the vet gave him the tranquilizer. He
just finally relaxed and stopped fighting what nature was trying to
do.
For just the winter before,
he could no longer eat hay, and I had been finding grass partly chewed and
spit back out. At 30, he was fat and shiny, and that is want I can remember.
For another winter was coming.
His whole life I could just
look out the kitchen window and see him in his field. I can still look
out the window and know where he is, at home and resting in his field for
all time.
Love you always,
Alicia
Shaushony 
