circlesinthesand
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I know I'm new here but it's too fresh to post this at my regular haunts with the people who have known her, but I need to say it before I try to rest, I doubt I will sleep. I also can't speak about it aloud without a fresh round of tears crippling me. They're crippling me even now. My family has been wonderful but they're hurting too.
I lost my 25 year old mare this afternoon. We fought for over 30+ hours, she was just too weakened and gave up around 5:30 this afternoon. Sunday morning at her breakfast feeding, she turned her nose up. This mare has never refused to eat, ever. I knew immediately something was wrong. She died here on this same property, about 50 yards from where she was born. She never spent a night out of my or my family's care. If I took a rare vacation, they were there to care for her. She had the best we could give her and she was well loved and will be greatly missed. More than I can ever express in mere words. She was my life, she was my joy, she was my everything. I'm lost without her. My dad is heartbroken worse than I've ever seen him. He bred her for my brother and named her after us kids, she was the daughter of my childhood horse, but she ended up being my horse. I'm so blessed and honored that she chose me. She was extraordinary. She was at home on the ranch or in the show pen, She did it all. A true all around horse. She could show Western Pleasure, turn around do Reining, run barrels all at the same show, then work cattle the next morning all without flicking an eyelash. She was full of heart and endurance. A gentle loving soul with a surprisingly cranky little quirky attitude that gave her fire. She'd act like she was mean but she was all bluff. She was sweet enough to let kittens play with her tail. She never offered to kick or bite, but I won't say she never bucked, she did however save me from many a mistake on the trail and she taught many kids how to ride. Though she only had two foals, she was 'aunt' to many foals because she was safe but still taught the youngsters their manners. She had a heart as big as the sun, a shining light through many a dark tunnel in my teenage years. There will never be another like her. Her grandson is also lost without her. He's been hollering since we lead her out of their pasture and it's breaking my heart even more, if that is possible.
Jelinda Nuggetta, Feb 20, 1987- May 28, 2012 Godspeed sweet girl, I hope you're kicking butts and taking names til you find Bubba, Poco and Ruffian. I'll see you again one day.
I lost my 25 year old mare this afternoon. We fought for over 30+ hours, she was just too weakened and gave up around 5:30 this afternoon. Sunday morning at her breakfast feeding, she turned her nose up. This mare has never refused to eat, ever. I knew immediately something was wrong. She died here on this same property, about 50 yards from where she was born. She never spent a night out of my or my family's care. If I took a rare vacation, they were there to care for her. She had the best we could give her and she was well loved and will be greatly missed. More than I can ever express in mere words. She was my life, she was my joy, she was my everything. I'm lost without her. My dad is heartbroken worse than I've ever seen him. He bred her for my brother and named her after us kids, she was the daughter of my childhood horse, but she ended up being my horse. I'm so blessed and honored that she chose me. She was extraordinary. She was at home on the ranch or in the show pen, She did it all. A true all around horse. She could show Western Pleasure, turn around do Reining, run barrels all at the same show, then work cattle the next morning all without flicking an eyelash. She was full of heart and endurance. A gentle loving soul with a surprisingly cranky little quirky attitude that gave her fire. She'd act like she was mean but she was all bluff. She was sweet enough to let kittens play with her tail. She never offered to kick or bite, but I won't say she never bucked, she did however save me from many a mistake on the trail and she taught many kids how to ride. Though she only had two foals, she was 'aunt' to many foals because she was safe but still taught the youngsters their manners. She had a heart as big as the sun, a shining light through many a dark tunnel in my teenage years. There will never be another like her. Her grandson is also lost without her. He's been hollering since we lead her out of their pasture and it's breaking my heart even more, if that is possible.
Jelinda Nuggetta, Feb 20, 1987- May 28, 2012 Godspeed sweet girl, I hope you're kicking butts and taking names til you find Bubba, Poco and Ruffian. I'll see you again one day.