Friday, August 08, 2008

 

RIP Another Retired Carriage Horse



From Pets Alive:

http://www.petsalive.com/


With Sorrow

It is with a very heavy heart that I let you all know that we lost Blackie last night.Blackie was a retired carriage horse that had been at Pets Alive for many years. A few months ago we surgically removed an eye that was causing him severe discomfort, and his recovery has been nothing less than remarkable. He had put on weight, his coat was shining and gleaming and he would be the first one to walk over to you when you entered his pasture. He had great friends in his pasture and was able to spend the last few months grazing on grass - something that had largely been denied to him most of his sweet life.


Blackie after his surgery, a few months ago.Blackie was a staff and volunteer favorite....and we will all miss him terribly. It is truly with a broken heart that I type this to you all, although there is great solace in the fact that he went very peacefully. He lay in the pasture, as if he was sleeping, and there were no scuffle marks or signs of distress. The other horses were by his side, calm and quiet. We believe Blackie lay down to sleep and perhaps his heart murmur finally got the best of him.


I hope he is running somewhere free of arthritis and pain in a field filled with clover and alfalfa. We'll miss you Blackie.You were truly the sweetest, most gentle horse.

Comments:
When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
~William Shakespeare, Henry V

I had the pleasure of knowing Blackie for years, up close and personal, when he was a carriage horse. For many years, he was one of the best horses in the city. His owner was absolutely in love with him, Blackie would know what Mikey wanted before Mikey even asked him. Mikey was fond of the old saying "If your horse says no, you either asked him the wrong question, or asked the question in the wrong way" LOL
Mikey would put a carrot in his mouth, and Blackie would lip it into his. He was a beautiful mover, very graceful, and full of personality. I remember the day Mikie retired him with Sarah, we all missed seeing him tip-tap down the street for a very long time.
Bye, Blackie boy.

God forbid that I should go to any Heaven in which there are no horses. ~R.B. Cunninghame Graham, letter to Theodore Roosevelt, 1917
 
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