Saturday, May 11, 2013

On to Greener Pastures
Julieboo
(Rampions Amira)
 
Feb. 5th, 1980 ~ May 6th, 2013 
 
I got Julieboo after my first horse (of only 10 months), 'Bunnie', died.  Julie was a 2 y/o filly in the same public barn where we kept Bunnie.  The lady that owned her was selling her at the time of Bunnie's death.  So, Julieboo was offered as a gift.  But my dad made sure the gift was compensated... little did I know.  I was 13 y/o at the time.

 
That's one scraggly-headed kid on that pretty mare.
Julieboo had her spunk for sure, but the scraggly kid managed to shape it somehow into a very nice western pleasure horse.... she was a natural, though, all on her own.


Dandy on Julieboo w/ a protective pad under the blanket.  Julieboo had many "tricks up her sleeve".

The last third of her life was spent on our property where I could see her every day.  I'm glad that I was able to give her a nice 'retirement'.  She deserved it.

Julieboo on her pasture of retirement.
She had sweet eyes.

I'm so glad that my kids got to know the ole' grey mare.
E & C on their last ride (didn't know it at the time- though I suspected the time would be soon).

I had been increasing her feed for about 2 years prior to her death- it was then that she started becoming a bit harder to keep.
Several months prior to her death, I had to really start pouring it to her.  But, no amount "would stick" to her ribs.  I gave her so much, I worried I'd colic her.  She just wasn't assimilating it like she needed.


This pic was taken 2 weeks & 1 day before the ole mare just couldn't get up... and the 'decision' was made.


She is buried over on the far right -in this pic- in our big pasture.
She will be missed.
Not many -truly- 'bomb-proof' horses are out there like her.

10 comments:

  1. I think the horse taught the little girl in the beginning. Then they both trusted each other and 'read' each others wants (like they were in the others head). DD

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  2. Who are you 'DD'? Have our paths crossed?

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  3. Yeah, well, I see our paths HAVE crossed ... more than a 'wee bit'... :-)

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  4. Oh my gosh. I know I fell off the face of the earth but I didn't realize for how long until I saw the pictures of the kids. Can they really be that big??! They are so adorable (that hasn't changed).

    I'm so sorry about losing your nearly life-long companion. Always so hard. I still remember my first, and only, horse: Hurricane Babe. We had a lot of good times together and I got her at 13 as well.

    How is your mom? I have a lot of catching up to do. It's the middle of the night here in California and I've got to make myself go to bed but I'm coming back to plow through pictures and news and to reconnect. I was gone due to a surgery that went seriously awry and took forever to rehab from but I'm moving on now and trying to put up a blog post now and again.

    So nice to "see" you and I'll be back. :)

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  5. Thought of you tonight when I saw a beautiful picture of a horse - sent it to you. I was 13, too, when I got my horse but didn't have her for the length of time you had your special friend. How beautiful that your kids got to share in her life. Hope all is well!

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  6. I'm so sorry for your loss...
    I'm finally getting back into blogging, after a nightmare of a year and a half of heartache and toil. (with some GOOD happenings as well)
    Now to go check to see how those babies of yours have grown. :)

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