Yesterday, a pony died. A special pony… the ‘best friend’ of Bee’s pony. It was septicaemia that got her. She was sick, she was taking medicine. Then she was gone.
Trina was a darling pony. A grey, like Lulu. Trina was the pony I loved the most when Bee started at her riding school. I would watch Trina with awe as she sped around the jumps in the arena, flying over each hurdle with gusto. She liked to go fast. In horse years, she was a young lady. Old enough to know a bit about the world. Young enough to still flirt with speed and enjoy the challenges of competition. I would watch her and dream that one day, Bee might have a pony like her.
When Lulu came to be Bee’s pony, she joined the main herd. There are two groups out where the horses live. The ‘top paddock’ sport horses, and the general herd, which is made up of owned ponies and school horses. It’s a sizeable herd and Lulu took a while to find her place in it. When she lived on the property previously, she was a top paddock mare. I think she remembered that and didn’t much enjoy the comedown. Horses are herd animals and develop strong bonds. They need each other. And breaking into a herd you don’t know must be akin to moving to a new city. Lulu was sad, and drifted around on her own, or waited at the gate, for a few weeks. Then, after a while, we began to notice that Trina had become Lulu’s special friend. They ate together, drank from the bore together, and could always be found near each other when they had to be caught.
When Trina got sick, Lulu lay down beside her in sympathy.
And now Trina has died, Lulu must surely wonder what has happened to her dear companion. Do you think she knows? I hope she does. I hope she understands that Trina isn’t feeling sick anymore. I hope there is a horsey kind of statute of limitations on grief and that Lulu won’t suffer this loss for too long. And I hope she will find another special friend soon. It must have been so lonely out there last night. Her horsey heart must be sore.
My eyes keep leaking, because this pony business has made me even more of a sook than I was before. I can’t bear the thought that one day, Lulu too will cross the rainbow bridge. I don’t know how horse owners can cope with that sort of grief.
Rest in peace beautiful Trina. You will be missed by so many. I really wish you could have stayed in the paddock with your girl, Lulu. I bet she does too. Because there is nothing that makes the heart feel more secure than being able to hang out with your best friend. I know that when it is her time to go, she’ll be welcomed into horsey heaven by you. Because that is the kind of friend you are, until then Trina, remember our girl Lulu, she loved you very much. X