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Quarter Horse from Menomonie, WI

Vagas Heartbreak (R.I.P.)

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Active within 1519 Days

I am from Menomonie, WI and I've been a Club Horse member for 4 years and 7 months

Nicknames: Lucy

Age: 31 years old

Gender: Mare

Breed: Quarter Horse

Height: 14.3

Color: Chestnut

Type of Riding: We used to do anything

My Horse's Achievements: Everything. Lucy would do anything for her rider, she could jump, game, do pleasure, showmanship, trail and be a simple trail horse. She taught my whole family to ride, and that's more than a small achievement.

My Horse's Favorite Treat: Carrots

My Horse's Favorite Things To Do: She liked to boss the other horses around, but she knew when to stop.

Pet Peeves: She always hated apples. I don't know why.

My Horse's motto: Been there, done that, don't care if I go back.

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How We Met

It was Christmas day, 2008. My cousins and sister and I had always wanted a horse! We asked our grandparents and parents every day if we could get one! We even pooled all our allowances together. We were sure that we would get one this christmas! We had never been so anxious to open presents. We opened all of them and..... .......... Nothing. We were really disappointed. After we ate, we went upstairs and talked. We were close to tears as we realized it was again, a horseless Christmas. Soon the adults filed in and told us to sing our horse song(The twelve days of Christmas, horse lovers addition). We oblidged and half heartedly began to sing.
"On the first day of Christmas," We started, still sad. Our Favorite part came up before long.
"Five Quarter horse-"
We never got to finish as my grandpa pulled open the blinds and there stood our DREAM!!!!!!!!! Two horses stood in the driveway, being led by santa and Mrs.Clause. We ran out there in our shorts and t-shirts with hastily put on shoes and hopped on. One of the horses was Boo, and the other was Lucy. Boo had a few bucking issues when we first got him, so it was Lucy who most of us rode. We took lessons and lessons and rode everyday! All to soon, almost five years after we received our dream, Lucy passed away. We don't know what killed her, but we entered the barn like we did every day, and she was just laying there. It was heartbreaking. I owe almost everything to Lucy, and I will post a poem that my sister wrote in the blog area.

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09/28/2013 04:01.42 PM Report This Comment
The Secret Key
This is the poem my sister wrote for Lucy

The Secret-Key

You’ll never greet me hello again

Never nicker for your grain at night

Or rub your nose on my shoulder.

You won’t be cribbing anymore.

I won’t feel your quiet presence behind me

While I’m not paying attention to you

But you’re there. You knew my secrets.

Like a locket

Locked to the outside world

But keeping secrets and memories locked inside

Safe and sound from any who pretend to care

Only the one holding the key can see them

Remember them

You held all the secrets, not only mine

Holding all your own in a different locket, close to your heart

You made room for mine too

You taught so many people so many things.

How to ride, how to fly, how to fall, how to get back on.

How to love. To live. To age.

To die.

We hoped you could see

More than the dirty walls and far fetched dreams

I wish I could tell you one more time


For keeping my secrets

And teaching me about the world

And being the quiet presence behind me

When I didn’t bother to say hello.

We loved you girl.

We really did.

Even if you got pushed to the side

By other dreams and young hearts

We still loved you.

We still do.

Don’t you worry anymore girl.

The boys will behave themselves

I’ll see to it for you

It’s the least I can do.

Just close your eyes,

The sun is going down.

Maybe I’ll tell your son we love him

Even though we’ve never met him

I’ll tell the white horse you left behind that he’s still your prince charming

He can keep a secret too.

I’m sorry I didn’t rub your ears more.

Or stop long enough to talk to you often

But when I did

I always walked out feeling a little better

Less heavy in the heart

Remember when

You were young

So was I

We flew and cried and lived and died

But not for real

You're the reason for the tears on all our faces

The common and unknowing tribute

To the first

And the last time

We felt your presence


Thanks for teaching me the best thing I could ever learn

To get back up

To stick with it

To never let go



It may be too late.

One more day

One more smile

One last sunset

Maybe I’d be satisfied

When that sun goes down I’ll be wishing still
For one more day with you.

Come visit me, Vagas Heartbreak (R.I.P.), Ranger, Taboo & Spero.

09/26/2013 08:19.02 AM Report This Comment

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