I hoped she'd live forever, but horses can't do that. Old age and it's infirmities finally took it's toll. When she colicked the other day I knew it was the beginning of the end. And it was.

I have Christie to thank for finding her for me through Janna. It was wonderful to have my own horse again. She was inquisitive and spunky, with quite a personality and a joy to ride. And so Arab!!! Over the years we grew together as you do with your horse. I knew what to expect from her and she from me.

When we moved to Utah I worried this Cali horse wouldn't make it through the cold winters we have here. I was wrong! She grew a coat that would keep a polar bear warm!!!

Rob fed her every morning and grew to love her too. After we moved to Hatch she would recognize his car in the morning as he pulled up to feed and give the "I'm starving, where have you been?" dance every time, tossing her head and neighing.

When I rode in the wintertime, I'd let the goat, 'Bama Mama come with us, then she couldn't eat everyone's flowers as they were dormant. People would pull up along side us and take photos and ask us about our "dog". The rides in the valley were sweet, the scenery beautiful and peaceful.

In the last few months Bri had really slowed down, not so pushy, just kinda showing her age of 28. That's really old for a horse. But I thought she'd live forever.

I will miss my girl and I know many others will too, especially Kristine, Janna, Brenda, Rob, Christie and Jane. She may be gone but she's left hoof prints on my heart. I want to thank all my family and friends for the love and support you've shown me. It really does help to know others care. I only hope she heard me when she crossed the Rainbow Bridge "Pick up a canter and go toward the light"...

 What a lovely tribute to your beautiful Briahna. I'm so sorry for your loss. She will live on in your hearts forever.

So sorry to hear about Briahna's passing. Deepest condolences to you and family.

I think I will borrow your last line when it's time for my guy to make that trip across the Rainbow Bridge, it was very inspiring, so I'd thought I'd share one of my favorites with you.

Somewhere, somewhere in time's own space,

There must be some sweet pastured place

Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow

Some Paradise where horses go.

For by the love that guides my pen,

I know great horses live again.

~Stanley Harrison

TGKnightV:

Somewhere, somewhere in time's own space,

There must be some sweet pastured place

Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow

Some Paradise where horses go.

For by the love that guides my pen,

I know great horses live again.

~Stanley Harrison 

What a lovely poem, thanks for sharing.

I'm so sorry for your loss. It's a day I know will come for my Scout, but I so dread it. I do believe that the animals we have loved so much in live will be waiting for us to cross the Rainbow Bridge. Then we'll be reunited forever. (((hugs)))

I just came across your post.  So sorry you lost your beautiful girl.  May the wind blow through her mane as she gallops across the Rainbow Fields while she waits the time to be reuinited with you, and may your fond memories of Briahna sustain you until then.

(((HUGS)))

i wasn't planning on sitting down for a cry....thanks

it's so sad when our animals leave us.  i'm glad you had many great years with her.  she'll always be in your heart and your memories.

hugs,

gail