The loss of one of Lil Beginnings most loved horses.
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dreaminmini
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I'm so sorry for the loss of your Gramma Pony.
She sounds like a wonderful girl. I'm fairly new here and did not know many of her stories but it shows she was well loved and will be missed. A very special soul.
Shari
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My deepest sympathy Liz. <HUGS>
REO
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For you Liz
She wanted to stay
She loved you so
But God called her
And she had to go.
So up she arose
And out of her pain
No time for goodbyes
She was going home again
It was her time
Her sickness too great
To the Bridge she went
And up to the Gate
There to meet her
And help her cross over
Was her grandson Kyan
To the land of clover
Away they ran
Manes flying and free
Over the Rainbow bridge
To the the fields of green
Her pain is gone now
But yours still remains
Her kisses you'll miss
Till you meet again
Behave you young ones!
Who have all gone before
Grandma Pony has come
And is home once more
Robin
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She wanted to stay
She loved you so
But God called her
And she had to go.
So up she arose
And out of her pain
No time for goodbyes
She was going home again
It was her time
Her sickness too great
To the Bridge she went
And up to the Gate
There to meet her
And help her cross over
Was her grandson Kyan
To the land of clover
Away they ran
Manes flying and free
Over the Rainbow bridge
To the the fields of green
Her pain is gone now
But yours still remains
Her kisses you'll miss
Till you meet again
Behave you young ones!
Who have all gone before
Grandma Pony has come
And is home once more
Robin
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ChrystalPaths
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Ah Liz, you were my first thought this morning....lovely prose Robin.
Crabby-Chicken
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Lots of people are thinking of you Liz!
L
loveminis
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{{{HUGS}}} We will ALL remember Gramma Pony
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Your thoughts mean much to me. It's pretty clear to me that she had said goodbye to her family in the days previous. They were not a bit surprised when she fell under the weight of the drug the vet gave her. She was so stubborn, and would not go down, not even with the initial sedative. She did let me hold her head and I rubbed her neck under her mane the way she liked, and tugged her tiny, little furry ears.
They twitched a little, not like a reaction to anything except maybe she heard the nickering of another herd, another time...another place.
In juxtaposition to that moment, her grandson Pyro reached through the stall barrier and bit me on the rear while I was helping her down into the soft pile of shavings for the last time.
I think she had something to do with THAT, too. Tears and laughter.
She taught me much and I'll always be grateful for her presence, the little "free" mare that was dying when she got here, but took 13 years to show us all how to live!
December of 1995, just after she arrived here, and after a bath. She would have been 19 years old. We were told she was 16.
Right after I joined LB, and with her brand new (and only for us) daughter, Cherry Bomb, in May of 1997. Gramma was 21, here, though we were under the impression that she was only 17 via the people we got her from.
Here she was shadowing her daughter, waiting for Kyan to be born in February of 2006...she was never more than a dozen feet behind her girl when she was near foaling.
Having some of her grandson Mouse's "cake" (grated carrots and applesauce w/molasses n a little psyllium to hold it all together)
Thirty one years old.
Tucked into her stall in her jammies.
Hopefully this was as wonderful (the reunion) as I thought it would be for her...and him...
Always babysitting, she was never far from the babies until they got so big she had to hide from the colts for a few hours' respite.
Even on her birthday, she didn't take a day off!
One more:
Her very first grandchild born here, the only filly she got, and this is how she kept "her" babies: sandwiched between herself and her daughter, and she worked very hard to keep it that way. Happy grandma!
Sorry so many pictures...it's been a great thing to know and care for her. A privilege to be her final home before she moved on to better things, beyond the reach of neglect, cruelty and ineptitude. I hope she forgives me for that last.
Liz
They twitched a little, not like a reaction to anything except maybe she heard the nickering of another herd, another time...another place.
In juxtaposition to that moment, her grandson Pyro reached through the stall barrier and bit me on the rear while I was helping her down into the soft pile of shavings for the last time.
I think she had something to do with THAT, too. Tears and laughter.
She taught me much and I'll always be grateful for her presence, the little "free" mare that was dying when she got here, but took 13 years to show us all how to live!
December of 1995, just after she arrived here, and after a bath. She would have been 19 years old. We were told she was 16.
Right after I joined LB, and with her brand new (and only for us) daughter, Cherry Bomb, in May of 1997. Gramma was 21, here, though we were under the impression that she was only 17 via the people we got her from.
Here she was shadowing her daughter, waiting for Kyan to be born in February of 2006...she was never more than a dozen feet behind her girl when she was near foaling.
Having some of her grandson Mouse's "cake" (grated carrots and applesauce w/molasses n a little psyllium to hold it all together)
Thirty one years old.
Tucked into her stall in her jammies.
Hopefully this was as wonderful (the reunion) as I thought it would be for her...and him...
Always babysitting, she was never far from the babies until they got so big she had to hide from the colts for a few hours' respite.
Even on her birthday, she didn't take a day off!
One more:
Her very first grandchild born here, the only filly she got, and this is how she kept "her" babies: sandwiched between herself and her daughter, and she worked very hard to keep it that way. Happy grandma!
Sorry so many pictures...it's been a great thing to know and care for her. A privilege to be her final home before she moved on to better things, beyond the reach of neglect, cruelty and ineptitude. I hope she forgives me for that last.
Liz
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BigDogs & LittleHorses
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Hi Liz,
I'm so sorry to hear of Gramma Pony's passing.
I'm glad she had rich, full life. You can feel really good about that part.
What a wonderful horse to have known and thanks for sharing her with us.
Glad you have lots of photos from happier times and also that you get to see parts of her in her daughter and grandkids.
I'm so sorry to hear of Gramma Pony's passing.
What a wonderful horse to have known and thanks for sharing her with us.
Glad you have lots of photos from happier times and also that you get to see parts of her in her daughter and grandkids.
hobbyhorse23
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Liz, your eulogies always make me cry. I wish you didn't keep having to write them!
That was an amazing tribute to an amazing mare and I actually burst into tears upon seeing that photo of G.P. and Kyan.
Bye bye, grand old mare.
Leia
P.S.- Why doesn't Pyro's behavior surprise me?
Leia
P.S.- Why doesn't Pyro's behavior surprise me?
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I'm so sorry to read this. I have a Grandma in my herd too who is over 30 years old and I dread the day when her time comes. She is the neatest mare I've ever had the pleasure of owning. She sure found her forever home when she came to me. Her son is my Senior herd sire and I have a granddaughter in my herd. Her name is Snowflake and she is a pleasure to have.
Joyce
Little Folks Farm
Joyce
Little Folks Farm
rabbitsfizz
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Her life is a testimony to you, she will live forever in her children, and as you so rightly knew, it was time.
This we can do for our loved ones, it is both our right and our burden, the price we pay.
This we can do for our loved ones, it is both our right and our burden, the price we pay.
S
