Boris
Boris was our American Bulldog. In September 2003 he was diagnosed with cancer of the lymph glands. The vet said he would not live for more than 3 weeks. By miracle, he was with us for another 5 months.
Sadly his condition got worse and on the 22nd of February 2004 we had to let him go.
He was only 5 years old.
We will miss him dearly and he will forever be part of our family.
Goodbye my sweet girl. Say hi to Boris for me.
Thanks for everything.
May 3rd 1997 - Octobre 3rd 2005
Koekie
My sweet girl, I'll miss you. Thank you for all the years we've had.
22/01/1999 - 29/09/2010
Rivendell's Nightwish
Nightwish was Alana's second foal. He was sold at six months old. These people later sold him as a 3 year old. He was then owned by very nice people who took good care of him.
Unfortunately, in April 2010, he died after an accident in the field.
Rest in Peace, my boy. Hope you're with your mum Alana again...
May 2005-April 2010
Boy
Boy was the first Welsh pony I bought. It was the year 2002. Boy was 2 years old at the time.
We started driving in harness and he proved to be a very reliable pony. I had so much fun with him.
In 2003 I had to move from my yard and was forced to sell several ponies. Because I wanted to focus on breeding, I decided to sell Boy.
He was sold by the first buyer pretty quickly, but then found a loving home at a small riding school.
Boy was a windsucker, so more prone to colic. He was closely watched, but unfortunatelly, in 2008, he did get a severe colic. Surgery wasn't an option, because he was in too much pain. So he was put to sleep.
Go have up fun up there my Boy. You were one of a kind.
2001-2008
April 28th 2011- September 14th 2011
Rivendell's Little Rebel
Words can't express how much I miss you. We fought for you for 2 months. You had an infection in your leg and no matter what we did, it not get better.
We decided to operate on you, to see what was going on in there. It was so much worse than we thought. The top of your hip bone was completly eaten away by the infection. I had no other choice than to decide not to let you wake up from your sleep.
On September 14 th 2011, at 15.30 hours, you passed away quietly in my arms.
I left you in the field for your mother to say goodbye. She knew you were gone.
My dear, brave little man. Despite your pain, you were always friendly and the vet said she had never met a foal so well behaved. You always made me smile, you were such a character.
I hurts me more than anything to let you go, but I take comfort in knowing you're not in pain anymore.
My sweet little man, I hope you are at peace. I hope my herd of ponies passed will take care of you up there. I am gratefull to have had you in my life, how ever short is was. You were my little star. You are forever in my heart. Thank you for everything. I love you Little Rebel.
I'll lend you for a little while
My grandest foal, He said,
For you to love while he's alive
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be one or twenty years,
Or days or months, you see.
But, will you, till I take him back,
Take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
And should his stay be brief,
You'll have treasured memories
To bring solace in your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But, there are lessons taught on earth
I want this foal to learn.
I've looked the wide world over
In my search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes
With trust I have selected you.
Now will you give him your total love,
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come
To take him back again?
I know you'll give him tenderness
And love will bloom each day.
And for the happiness you've known
Forever grateful stay.
But should I come and call for him
Much sooner than you'd planned...............
You'll brave the bitter grief that comes
And someday understand.............