Zac, as he was affectionately known, was taken from us when he lost his
two week battle with colic.
I had Zac from the day he
was born to the day he died. He was only 15. He bought so much into my life
and helped me get through many tough times, one major one being high
We were so much alike it
was scary. In the last 5 years of his life he had a rough trot. He was badly
hurt during a storm and 12 months later he had been attacked by 3 dogs leaving
him jumpy and un-rideable.
He was the best thing that
ever happened to me and I will never find another like him unless he is sent
back to me in form of a new foal, to give us a second chance. There are so
many things that I would do differently, but so many things that I would
want to keep the same.
Nothing will ever replace
the way he would nudge me gently on the shoulder or come galloping up whinnying
to me when he saw me. Or the way he would just know if something was wrong
and he was able to fix it all just by giving me a glance.
Zac, I will never forget
you, you will always be in my heart and the hearts of everyone that ever
A tear will fall every day
for you. Until we meet again...my