BCFISHON1
09-11-2008, 11:05 PM
below is a story about our horse 'twix' that passed away today at the age of 38,i loved him deeply.
i was about 18 when twix and my wife 'Holly" came running down the beach on twix,i was on my lunch break from my job as a bellhop in a lincoln city motel that sits on the top of spanish head,she lived north of town and had rode down the beach to see me,we had been dateing for a couple of months she was sixteen and twix was the same age,Holly"s parents owned a large stable on the north end of town and were,well lets say they were well to do.i use to go and watch Holly and twix ride in the arenas and before i came along holly spent all her time with twix.well things got a little carried away and Holly gets prego and now mom and dad are mad and as a result twix is quickly sold and so forth.here we are two young kids on there own with a kid but in it all holly yearns for twix,she finds him,he is in a good home with a young girl to ride him,he's probabaly about 18 and looks good but my wife complains that she doesn't like the way the girl has cut his mane.times are tough and we have to leave but we tell the people thanks for letting us see him and if the ever sale him to call us.we leave feeling good that he has a good home but bad beacause we cannot properly afford to buy and keep a horse,its so bittersweet,i see the pain in my wife's eyes as we pullaway and i feel so useless.fast forward about 7 yrs and two more kids later and my wife comes to me and says she found twix.twix had got a little too old for the girl and she sold him to a guy in cresswell and he was useing him as a packhorse.we were now in a posistion to care for a horse and we had found our horse,after some talk we had him home and my wife was happy so i was happy.twix is now about 25 but really looks great and we ride him regularly,one time he was so barn sour i refused to continue to ride him and walked him back,i was not happy,i'm not a big horse fan or a regular rider.anyways years go by and twix was the first horse ride for all three of my kids,we quit rideing him regularly when he was about 30,when he was bout 35 my wife couldn't bear the thought of loseing him and began to distance herself from him and thats when it began for me.over the next few years me and the old boy grew quite close,me and him over a span of some 20 years had a connection and i knew with every year that it was one day closer to the day that we would part ways again.this last year we grew close just me and him as he helps me face my own mortality.he is now 38 and me 42,much time has passed since we first met.i look him in the eye as he winnny's at me for food that he has trouble eating,he is grey as i am also.today as i went to feed him there he was laying down in his stall,at first i didnt even think then it hit me,he picked up his head and looked at me and then layed it back down.i ran to him all alone,i grabbed his head and pulled it up and out came a labored bellow,i picked his head up and we went for it,i screamed at him get up,get up,you are not going to die on me,i got him up and got the wife on the phone,i knew that this was bad,well 6 hrs later with the help of a good vet we had to let him go.goodbye dear friend,in the end my wife was glad she was there as was most of thge family but its tough to even write this now knowing hes really gone,so i say goodbye and thanks for all the good times and i will mis complaining about takeing care of you and allways remember you
http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii32/roofmasters/AAATWIXAAAA.jpg
RIP betwixtdbetween(twix)1970-2008
son of elgazi arabian breed
i was about 18 when twix and my wife 'Holly" came running down the beach on twix,i was on my lunch break from my job as a bellhop in a lincoln city motel that sits on the top of spanish head,she lived north of town and had rode down the beach to see me,we had been dateing for a couple of months she was sixteen and twix was the same age,Holly"s parents owned a large stable on the north end of town and were,well lets say they were well to do.i use to go and watch Holly and twix ride in the arenas and before i came along holly spent all her time with twix.well things got a little carried away and Holly gets prego and now mom and dad are mad and as a result twix is quickly sold and so forth.here we are two young kids on there own with a kid but in it all holly yearns for twix,she finds him,he is in a good home with a young girl to ride him,he's probabaly about 18 and looks good but my wife complains that she doesn't like the way the girl has cut his mane.times are tough and we have to leave but we tell the people thanks for letting us see him and if the ever sale him to call us.we leave feeling good that he has a good home but bad beacause we cannot properly afford to buy and keep a horse,its so bittersweet,i see the pain in my wife's eyes as we pullaway and i feel so useless.fast forward about 7 yrs and two more kids later and my wife comes to me and says she found twix.twix had got a little too old for the girl and she sold him to a guy in cresswell and he was useing him as a packhorse.we were now in a posistion to care for a horse and we had found our horse,after some talk we had him home and my wife was happy so i was happy.twix is now about 25 but really looks great and we ride him regularly,one time he was so barn sour i refused to continue to ride him and walked him back,i was not happy,i'm not a big horse fan or a regular rider.anyways years go by and twix was the first horse ride for all three of my kids,we quit rideing him regularly when he was about 30,when he was bout 35 my wife couldn't bear the thought of loseing him and began to distance herself from him and thats when it began for me.over the next few years me and the old boy grew quite close,me and him over a span of some 20 years had a connection and i knew with every year that it was one day closer to the day that we would part ways again.this last year we grew close just me and him as he helps me face my own mortality.he is now 38 and me 42,much time has passed since we first met.i look him in the eye as he winnny's at me for food that he has trouble eating,he is grey as i am also.today as i went to feed him there he was laying down in his stall,at first i didnt even think then it hit me,he picked up his head and looked at me and then layed it back down.i ran to him all alone,i grabbed his head and pulled it up and out came a labored bellow,i picked his head up and we went for it,i screamed at him get up,get up,you are not going to die on me,i got him up and got the wife on the phone,i knew that this was bad,well 6 hrs later with the help of a good vet we had to let him go.goodbye dear friend,in the end my wife was glad she was there as was most of thge family but its tough to even write this now knowing hes really gone,so i say goodbye and thanks for all the good times and i will mis complaining about takeing care of you and allways remember you
http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii32/roofmasters/AAATWIXAAAA.jpg
RIP betwixtdbetween(twix)1970-2008
son of elgazi arabian breed