Thursday, January 22, 2009
Dry Jaime Bar 1981-2009
We lost a friend yesterday. A registered Quarter-horse and dear old gentleman
Dry Jaime Bar was a champion barrel racer, an equestrian competitor, a gentle companion. He would have been 28 in March.
I am so sad for my girl. Dry was her second horse, acquired just a few months after horse #1 (Shorty) proved a bit green for her level of experience and riding at the time.. DD was just 9 years old when Dry came to live with us. He was a geriatric horse even then, but healthy and spirited.
A wonderful teacher for our horsecrazy preteen.
The girl rode him in 4H events
local parades, playdays... and became state youth champion barrel racer under his tutelage.
Upon retirement from racing (a couple of summers ago), he became a lesson horse for small children.
His gentle ways and excellent ground manners made him a perfect therapeutic riding horse as well.
He lived in our back yard, that friendly old man. He enjoyed playing with his best pal Shorty, and new friend Nacho.
He loved running and chasing at the horse park,
swimming in nearby lakes, and being ahead of the pack steeplechasing through the snow. He hung out at the lower corral gate by the street, hoping to beg apples, cookies, carrots, candy from passing neighbors and school children.
In fact, our next door neighbor would bring him fresh salads daily during the summer. I guess he was probably quite spoiled according to many horse people. But he deserved it.
This past fall, he'd had to have several teeth removed. He had difficulty chewing up hay so the girl took him buckets of hot mash a couple of times a day. He's had difficulty keeping weight on the past few winters.....and I think our weeks long extreme cold snap tipped the rest of the scales against him.
Yesterday, the girl went out in the morning and found him down. Despite her best efforts, she was unable to get him back to his feet. With the help of another horsey friend, she made him comfortable with straw packed under and around him. He had another big bucket of hot mash before our vet came. And a couple of double cheeseburgers with large fries courtesy of the teenagers. And chocolate peppermint kisses. Our wonderful vet scratched his head on that one and said it was one of the most loving and unique sendoffs he'd seen.
Dry Jaime Bar. 1981-2009. We'll miss you.