Posted in Uncategorized, tagged death, horse, pony, put down on October 20, 2016|
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I was editing the next part of my Scottish trip but this morning we had to have our beloved Minstrel put down due to a dreadful and terminal attack of colic.
I will get back to you when I have recovered myself a bit. The kindest most good natured horse I have ever known. We had him for nearly 20 years. Our wonderful vet would have tried anything and so would we but he said that he was in agony and the journey alone to the vet hospital would be purgatory, then months and months of pain and terrible distress, and for a pony in his late 20s that was unkind to say the least.
The guilt is what is getting to me the worst. Yesterday I thought he looked a bit under the weather but nothing to make me worry and I was bone tired and hardly able to stand myself. If only I had taken action then and not fallen into bed. My husband gave them their evening feeds and noticed nothing amiss but I should have gone to check myself. But by this morning it was too late.
Life is full of ‘if onlys’.
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Driving into the local small town to do some shopping we were stopped at traffic lights where some new building is going on. A scene from Africa presented: it looked like a gang of vultures gathering over some corpse but actually it was a large group of jackdaws causing a commotion in the very top of a Cedar tree, apparently jockeying for nesting sites in prime position. They were on the very top of the tree which caused friend’s husband to mention that it should be a good summer if the birds were nesting high.
The lights turned green and we continued. Further on, the church has a large car park which is available to shoppers so we pulled in there. At the side is a burgeoning Camellia with red flowers just coming into bloom: imagine my surprise when I saw some very strange, red-stemmed fruit on the same bush.
We ran our errands and headed towards home: driving up the high street, we watched as a horse and cart came spanking up the road and pulled into a bus stop and parked while a chap ran into a shop. A little later we saw them again as they pulled out of the supermarket car park, having done their shop and collected other members of the family along the way, plus baby-buggy!! Clearly Mum and sister had been in the supermarket shopping while the lads did stuff in the town. They all negotiated the complicated traffic situation caused by the new build, and set off again at speed.
Just another morning in town!
Some years ago when I learned to drive horses I considered going into do my local supermarket shopping with my trap: it seemed the ‘greenest’ way. Now I feel I should have done so.
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