Precious came into my life on December 7th of 2002. Little did I know what this starved, crippled and wormy grey appy would come to mean to me. She was only with me for 4 days when I lost my oldest son to a car wreck. Having to care for her kept me getting out of bed in the mornings. Otherwise I may have just stayed there and quit trying. Exactly one week to the day he died she came to me and gave me the first chance to pet her without me having to chase her or coax her with food. I felt that he was telling me he was ok and still with me as he knew my horses are very important to me. He had held me while I cried earlier that same year when we lost the Arab cross mare he had grown up with.
Precious was never completely healthy no matter what I did for her, but she did improve enough to run and play with the other horses. But the injuries and worms had done permanent damage to her inside and out. She could never gain all the weight she should have had, she never was able to run in a straight line, I never got to ride her even tho she seemed to want me to because I was afraid of hurting her, and she went partially blind while I had her. But she never quit trying and was always happy to see me. Often times pushing or pulling, other times playing hard to catch,or if I needed her for support coming straight to me and putting her head on my shoulder.
This year just 3 days ago she went down and had to be helped up. I hoped it was a one time thing because you never want to admit the time is here. I believe she knew I needed a little more time so she ate good that night and was grazing with the herd when I did my last check before going to the house for the night. Sometime the next morning she went down again and would not raise her head all the way. This time I was able to tell her it was ok, kissed her, told her I would be back in a minute and went to call the vet. She never fought the needle even tho she always hated her shots and just closed her eyes and went to sleep.
I know she is now running and playing with Chris(son) Sheeba(dalmatian)Peaches(Arab cross)Goldie(arab)and Star(appy arab who was Precious’ buddy till she left my husband in May this year). She is healthy, fat and sassy and I will see them all some day. She knows I kept my promise to never give up until she said it was time even with many people saying I should do it. We had almost 4 wonderful years together and my pasture doesn’t look right without my skinny grey mare and never will.
Precious is buried here with all the others that I am allowed to bury here and Chris’ resting place isn’t too far away. I will visit my Presh at times but she is always with me.
Precious does have one request and that is please don’t over look worming your animals as worms can do a lot of permanent internal damage. If this helps just one animal her life and death was not wasted.
Miss You,
| Evas Precious Friend |
| 4, Aug 2006 |
| Eva |