tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post6256007118209527084..comments2023-08-03T04:01:42.288-04:00Comments on Dream Big: DevastationCodex Dressagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04736021620789376995noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-89472520328483069242015-08-08T20:12:02.102-04:002015-08-08T20:12:02.102-04:00My first horse used to do this really goofy thing ...My first horse used to do this really goofy thing that I had never seen another horse do quite like her. After she died several horses that I had previously been around and had not exhibited that same behavior did it on several different occasions. After my third horse died, a situation I felt (and still do feel) incredibly guilty over and that absolutely destroyed my confidence for awhile, several of the horses at the barn would do silly little things that he did before he died. His favorite treat, the only treat he would eat, was dried mango. None of the other horses would touch it, but after he died on a couple of occasions one of the horses would steal a piece of dried mango that I was eating right out of my hands...just like he used to do. I chalked it up to the both of them just checking in, letting me know they were ok, and reminding me to not wallow like I was wont to do at the time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-14950844748884755712015-08-08T09:45:51.852-04:002015-08-08T09:45:51.852-04:00I heard a story a long time ago told by a psychic....I heard a story a long time ago told by a psychic... She said she's had numerous animals over the years, and the spirit of her dog has come back to her 3 times now because it liked being with her. I don't subscribe to psychics, but if any of that is true and possible, I can only hope that Mikey's spirit will be forgiving enough of me to come back to me. You can bet I'll be looking for it.Codex Dressagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04736021620789376995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-2956810269127476592015-08-08T09:40:53.214-04:002015-08-08T09:40:53.214-04:00Thank you. It wasn't meant to be... But I was ...Thank you. It wasn't meant to be... But I was a constant in his life, and it was for the majority of his life. Looking at it that way, he had his best friend for life and never had to say goodbye or be without me after the racetrack part was done.Codex Dressagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04736021620789376995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-76885970137187952842015-08-08T09:37:29.305-04:002015-08-08T09:37:29.305-04:00I know you know exactly how I'm feeling. I tho...I know you know exactly how I'm feeling. I thought about your red head on Tuesday... I'm glad I was there and saw it happen. There's no wondering what happened, no one has to call and say they found him dead in the field, which was apparently much more likely than I thought. Codex Dressagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04736021620789376995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-70750581477795124762015-08-08T09:33:34.417-04:002015-08-08T09:33:34.417-04:00Thank you. I'm hanging on to all the memories....Thank you. I'm hanging on to all the memories. I'm so glad we live in an age of obnoxious technology because I have so many pictures to trigger the ton of wonderful memories. Codex Dressagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04736021620789376995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-85275685029021011122015-08-08T09:32:20.376-04:002015-08-08T09:32:20.376-04:00I think so. He had a lot of special moments with a...I think so. He had a lot of special moments with a lot of people. I got voicemails (I couldn't answer the phone and actually talk) where the caller was crying into it telling me about some ridiculous cute/funny/sweet moment with him. I think that's why he was so sweet. Everyone loved him because he was sweet, so he got extra sweet and loving, and then we just circled round and round. Codex Dressagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04736021620789376995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-1077839921222932472015-08-07T20:35:19.429-04:002015-08-07T20:35:19.429-04:00I am so very sorry for your loss. I know all too w...I am so very sorry for your loss. I know all too well what it is like to lose one a) too quickly and b) in such a tragic manner. You are right that it leaves a lot of questions and a lot of what ifs and even more scenes on repeat in your head...the kind you don't want to see (or hear) once, let alone every time you close your eyes. The regrets are hard to deal with as well but I can tell you, even though I only recently started following you and Mikey, that he knew. He knew you loved him, he knew he was a good boy, he knew you tried hard for him, that he was everything to you, and that your heart is breaking right now. Just watch, he'll send you little messages if you are willing to watch for them: a horse who does something Mikey always did, who asks for attention like Mikey did, eats treats the same way, etc. It is incredibly hard and very sad to lose a horse like you did but I promise, in time it will become less painful to think about him, the happy memories and a little chuckle at some of his antics will come much quicker, and the hole in your heart will become a little less gaping. <br /><br />Lots of hugs and positive vibes being sent your way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-43459496456583631192015-08-07T10:42:02.333-04:002015-08-07T10:42:02.333-04:00I'm so sorry, he was a beautiful boy and I wis...I'm so sorry, he was a beautiful boy and I wish you could have had those extra 9 years plus some.Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05438372155463437107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-36217909465726540162015-08-07T10:13:22.563-04:002015-08-07T10:13:22.563-04:00Those red OTTBs are just the best. It ripped my he...Those red OTTBs are just the best. It ripped my heart out when I lost mine. I wanted to be with him forever, but it wasn't meant to be. Mikey lived a good, happy life and he loved you. He would have let you know if he didn't. I'm glad you were there for him, right up to the end.SprinklerBandithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02948487857418394022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-51646644796053248232015-08-07T08:54:04.881-04:002015-08-07T08:54:04.881-04:00there really are no words to express my condolence...there really are no words to express my condolences right now - sending so many hugs and willing you to hold those fond memories tightly!emmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05686949099663199382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4010353728052033100.post-59238774748730530942015-08-07T08:00:04.499-04:002015-08-07T08:00:04.499-04:00Hugs given, and a little bit of an argument tactfu...Hugs given, and a little bit of an argument tactfully handled in Mikey's honor. <br /><br />All those special moments with Mikey are what really mattered. They remember those more than anything, I think. Austenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13004088333430762406noreply@blogger.com