My heart is heavy writing
this. Today I said goodbye to the bravest little horse in the
Goodbye my boy; I will miss
you always. I'm so grateful for what you gave to me, every day since I was
lucky enough to meet you. You taught me so much, you gave me
You made my heart almost
as big as yours, when I was with you. Thank you, my friend, for the trust,
the fun, the wins we could share. Thank you for looking after me, and for
giving me the chance to compete with you in 5 very different disciplines,
doing very well in them all.
You showed me what it was
to come home in the tickets after every single show we competed in. You won
us a championship, not once, but twice - one in dressage, one in reining.
With you I got the thrill of my first double clears at shows, my first Trec
outing, my first western, first reining, first for so many things.
Thank you for always trying
your best for me, for always being happy to see me, for always looking after
me. For never saying no and for always rising to each new challenge with
so much enthusiasm.
Foxy, there will never be
another horse like you, and none that could ever replace you in my heart
and soul. I am richer for having had you in my life, and every horse I ever
own again will benefit from what I learned from and through you. I miss you
Run free, say hi to Wheely
and Winooski - I know they're busy showing you around already.
RIP, Foxy Blues. I love you, my little giant.