I would not be able to write all of the thoughts and memories flooding through my head at the moment, there are just too many to put into words.
I received Zara as a birthday present in December 2010, and only had her for 6 and a half months before she was gone. She came without any papers or documentation, so it was up to me to name her. I instantly knew that 'Zara' was perfect for her; so elegant and beautiful, and she learnt it very quickly.
She was put to sleep on the 11th of July 2011, after her intestines twisted so severely that they ripped, and fluid was leaking into her body, quickly poisoning her.
The last time I saw her, I took her for a walk around the stables, with a few free canters through the bush. She was such a free spirit, and the most beautiful and amazing horse that anyone could ever ask for. I saw her every second day, rode her for hours at a time. It made me feel so free, being up there on her back, riding with the wind. I learned so much when I was with her, she was my horse, my best friend, my everything, and I loved her with all of my heart.
Even though she's not here in body, she's always with me in spirit. Six months with her was not enough time, but then again, forever would not have been long enough either. She was my perfect horse, my black beauty, my life. It breaks my heart to know that I'll never stroke her face again, kiss her cheek, look into those loving brown eyes. I know that it will take a long time for me to get over her loss, but I am so grateful to have been blessed with such a magnificent horse. The time we spent together was short, but precious, and I'll never forget those days. I know that someday we will meet again.
I love you so much, Zara.
Run free, beautiful.