Thursday, 4. March 2010 9:36
Well I skipped last Thursday’s Thankful Thursday. The day just got away from me. By the time I got around to thinking on gratitude I was drained and brain dead. I just thought for a few moments on all the things I had to be grateful for and hit the sack feeling bountiful.
Today, I’m feeling pretty drained again but do not have any jobs to do. A day off! Thank You! Thank You! Thank You!! Ha! Like I don’t get enough days off… I just seem to need this day to recoup. Thursday has become my Sunday. The day I reflect, and express, and rest, and heal.
Those of you who follow me on twitter and facebook already know that Celt’s Prophecy will be coming home.
Celt’s Prohecy (Pro) at 1 year in Arizona
Not sure when this will take place, but its definite. Lots of details to work out but I am anxious. I must say after having to leave him behind and struggling through his mothers disease and death, after trying to leave it all behind, I am so thankful that Pro is coming home. I guess I made my own destiny when I started some 11 years ago to produce this colt. I thought I was working on the future of the Spanish Mustang breed. Seems though I was working on my future with one special horse. Instead of improving the breed, Pro has served to improve who I am and who I will become.
I bred quality Spanish Mustangs, individuals that many people admired. I saw a decline in a certain type and quality with in the breed and set out to do something about it. In the process and due to decisions I lost all but one of my founding stock. A mare named Celt’s Kindlewood.
(Celt’s Kindlewood 3 months before being put down due to DSLD/ESPA complications)
She actually belonged to my daughter Heather and I watch sentinel over the mare. Having done all the right things, allowing her to mature to 5 years before riding her, training her slowly over her entire lifetime, became one with her, giving her the best care. finding the right stallion to breed her to and acquiring him having negotiated for two years on related stock and waiting for his arrival for an additional year. All very carefully executed. Having done all the right things its comes down to a colt who was to carry the torch. Celt’s Prophecy – not the end result but the beginning of the future. A colt who will be gelded and become a backyard buddy. Why you ask? Because after all that, Kindlewood came down with DSLD/ESPA, a degenerative systemic disease believed to be inherited. DSLD/ESPA (video of the diesese) sometimes never raises its ugly head, or not until a horse is aged. However, sometimes it takes young horses by surprise. It took Kindlewood at age eight. All my plans went out the window because I cannot allow my horses to pass this horrible painful disease into the breed. I’m convinced that the breed already has its share of the disease floating through its DNA as does most all modern breeds and there is no way to test for it at this time to be sure. It’s just safer to geld Pro, hope that he stays sound, and hope that others who discover the disease in their bloodlines will do the same with their breeding stock.
Kindlewood died Halloween of 2008 as an eight your old mother of the future. Irony, “Future”, my greyhound died two weeks later.
Kathy Freymiller of Kickapoo Center Farm graciously took Pro from me to help me out. I just was not able to bring him to Colorado with me. I had exhausted my resources trying to save his mother and was now in debt over my head. I thought Pro was gone for certain and my horse days were gone with him. Then…
I get an email from Kathy, and my life has taken another turn. Just like that! Snap your fingers Pro comes home and things are different than they ever would have been.
Reborn…I seem to be reborn every few months lately. Horses are back… but this time in a very different way. More like it was when I was a child with Chiefy, my gelding companion while I was growing up. Pro and I will explore life’s gifts together. I get a second chance to grow up. Only this time I have the wisdom to not “quite” grow up…
My senses are completely overwhelmed with gratitude. I have been so humbled, I am so humble. Thank you from the very depths of my soul!
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