Somewhere...Somewhere in time's own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some Paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
~Stanley Harrison
Diana & Nelson's Last Ride 8/23/05
May, 5 2001 - March, 4 2011
From the first moment I saw Mary in October of 2008, I was enchanted.
She was exquisitely beautiful, regal and graceful. She displayed a loving personality and was so very charming. She was playful and brilliant. Under saddle she was soft and willing, a true joy to ride.
My fondest memories will always be of our hours on the trails. There she displayed her love of exploring new trails and being out in the wide open fields as well as in the cool woods. When I received the devastating news that she had an untreatable form of cancer, it seemed impossible that this beautiful little mare would soon be gone. Mary had asked for so little and given me so much. When she let me know that she was ready to be released from this world, I had to honor her and let her go with dignity and without suffering.
The American Morgan Horse Association motto is "Morgan Horse, the horse that chooses you." I am so grateful that Mary chose me. I will forever treasure the memories of our all too brief time together.
He was the most handsome, loving and loyal horse. After retiring from the track he went on to become a dedicated therapy horse. I had the privilege of owning him and loving him his last few years. The day Jazz died was the saddest day of my life. I did not think I could ever get over losing him, but it was not long before a special horse came along to help me heal.
"Not lost, but gone before." - Norton.