than anything!
Happy Father's day to the greatest DADDY in the entire world! From the luckiest daughter! Love you more
than anything! Living in South Carolina is a wonderful thing! Very laid back, slow, and comforting. I think differently here, and probably, this is a good thing. Problems can wait. Everything, can wait. So, when you deal with a huge pouring of rain, I learned to take it slow.
Oh, I didn't have an umbrella. I needed to do the farm chores and get the horses fed. My two dogs, Amore and Max, always accompany me on the farm trek. I had just finished cleaning my kitchen floor, and if you know anything about farm dogs, they like to roll. IN EVERYTHING. Manure is a favorite, and laying down into a fresh water tub that has been turned over is a favorite. Soaked, dirty, manure, sand, "clinging" dogs. So, tonight, here I was. I had two doggies that had their dinner and were ready to "roll." They were ready for their evening adventure on the farm with "Mom." Did I mention that their "dog yard" now serves no purpose. They will not do their "business" unless running on the pasture. So, the perplexing. I didn't have an umbrella and it was a down soaking pour of a rain. I grabbed my bag of trash bags and made myself a nice rain coat. Then, I thought of the dogs. Wouldn't it be cool IF I could make a coat for them? Voila! Small incision cut in the bottom of a trash bag for their head. Hay bale twine to keep in tact. It worked! So, how many things can hay twine be used for? This is probably, number 1,002! :) Here is a photograph of my Cape Crusader dogs! The only problem was, they didn't do their business..... :O I need a miracle. They say, God can give miracles. I asked God for a miracle almost 11 years ago.
Sometimes, miracle's are not what life is. Life is, the unexpected. The good, the bad, and ugly. The heartbreak. But, I am here again praying. I hope that a miracle happens. I am asking GOD for a miracle now. I am saying it out LOUD so that he hears me. Beau deserves to live, for many reasons. Many. He is presently sleeping in my round pen, with his best friend Nugget, laying just right outside of it watching over him. Vet here today, told me Friday - Please, let there be healing. Let there be blood flow! Let there be a miracle from God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you all of you, for sending your energy and prayers. Please say his name out loud, and give him some more prayers. Beau has not been doing well with his health. First going through a neurological disorder of EPM, then diagnosed with insulin resistance. Laminitis in the two back feet, mild founder in the two front. He is ten years old and the sweetest horse on the earth. He has taken his medicine, shots, ice, wrapping feet. He has had his two back hooves cut out to open up air pockets. He wants to live, and God please, let him live!
We had a cold rain here in Aiken about 4 days ago. He had shelter, but didn't use it. He is now in my barn. The cold brought on more heat in his feet, and pain. He is now on more dosage of pain meds. When he is on the meds, he is OK. But, it has to be a high dosage. My vet is worried. I hate to even write that. Please GOD bless my Beau, bless all of the horses, and let them be pain free. Again, please pray for him, send your energy his way, he is a lover, and I can't bare to lose him. His best friend my horse Nugget can't either. This is so hard. until I am old! I will do this now! :) I had to revisit this poem.......... When I am an old horsewoman I shall wear turquoise and diamonds, And a straw hat that doesn’t suit me And I shall spend my social security on white wine and carrots, And sit in my alleyway of my barn And listen to my horses breathe. I will sneak out in the middle of a summer night And ride the old bay gelding, Across the moonstruck meadow If my old bones will allow And when people come to call, I will smile and nod As I walk past the gardens to the barn and show instead the flowers growing inside stalls fresh-lined with straw. I will shovel and sweat and wear hay in my hair as if it were a jewel And I will be an embarrassment to all Who will not yet have found the peace in being free to have a horse as a best friend A friend who waits at midnight hour With muzzle and nicker and patient eyes For the kind of woman I will be When I am old. By Patty Barnhart Originally published in The Arabian Horse World magazine in l992 This morning my Brewer girl went to heaven. She was in a lot of pain, but she wouldn't let you know it. Memories of her is the gift she has given me for my lifetime. She was the most intuitive dog I have ever met. She knew me, and my feelings well.
She was buried here in front of my home on the farm. I hope she is running and playing in the pastures. She couldn't run anymore, and could barely walk with arthritis. My husband George named her (of course!). She was the last of our pets that we shared together. This makes it especially hard. George used to love to scratch her right above her tail. When he did, she would bend over into a somersalt. He called it her "inversions." Brewer gave me thirteen great years. She didn't want to leave me, and I didn't want her to. She endured a lot with me. Many years, many joys, and sorrows. In particular, George's death. Brewer slept next to me for many years and snored and snored imitating George. She was a huge comfort. A part of me is gone today, my last link to George. I pray she is in his arms right now, and without pain. I love you, my Brewer girl. Thank you for being in my life. You were the best girl ever. Amore graduated today from puppy school at the local Pet Smart. She absolutely loves to go to "school" and has come a long way since she has joined. SIX classes later, she is starting to behave a bit more! HA! She had to go through some challenges today to earn her degree and passed. I am so proud of her. She now is going into the intermediate school for more training! Way to go Amore!!!
My baby boy Harrison went to heaven yesterday. It was really hard to make the decision, but I know he is now without pain, and with George. Very, very, hard.
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