Sep 18, 2011
Thank you so much for the notes of condolence. Grief over losing a horse - an animal - is very real. People who have never loved an animal do not understand. You all do and I am touched that you reached out.
I slept late, took a shower, did my hair and put on a little make-up. I needed to work at our church bazaar dinner and seemed as good as any to get out of the house. None of the church people will know of my loss; I should be able to make it through the afternoon. Imagine my shock when the first person I served coffee to asked, “So how’d it come out with your horse?” Small town, shared vet.
Later this afternoon, I finished loading the hay and water into the trailer. The sun finally came out and I felt much better. The horses had made their way up to the corral and I filled their extra tank. We have an automatic waterer, but they enjoy playing in a tank.
Cowgirl Weekend falls the same time every year and the first sign of the horse’s winter coats are just beginning to show. Windy turns a beautiful mahogany this time of year. It is tradition that I bath and groom her before the big weekend but yesterday I could barely function. I couldn’t imagine having the gumption to take on that task. Today was a better day and I was anxious to spend some time with my horse. I pulled her out and shampooed, conditioned and Show Sheened her. There is nothing prettier than a clean, bay horse. I couldn’t help but think I just combed Ginger’s tail two days ago. I could still feel the texture of her hair against my hands; much finer than Windy’s black tail. When I finished grooming Windy, I put her in the round pen for the night so she doesn’t get dirty. Butter will keep her company.
I’ll hit the road at o’dark hundred. I picked up the audio book Heaven is For Real; I thought it would be a comforting on my journey. Our first stop will be in central Kansas, hopefully arriving before noon. The truck has a new fuel sensory device, new tires, a new pitnam arm (whatever that is) and two new batteries. A kiss for luck and we’ll be on our way (name that song).