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Stormy 27+ Years Stormy raised me! He kept me young and reminded me everyday of life's unexpected turns! Stormy was sired by Anders and out of a QH mare. At the time, Anders was the only registered Haflinger in the state of Maine. Stormy was born on a rainy night hence the name. My parents wanted to get into haflingers at that time, but there just weren't any around. Stormy's dam became very aggressive as soon as she had Stormy and she was suppose to be a kids horse. Needless to say, Stormy came home when he was just a few weeks old. He came home with hopes of being a draft horse. However, he moved away from that career and went on to be a saddle horse for my mom, at the same time I was growing fast and my pony was not keeping up! I, therefore, was given Stormy. Stormy's sense of humor was annoying to most people, however, his Trojan courage and enormous heart led us into many disciplines and endeavors. Through the years this small horse and I won every blue ribbon the state of Maine ever had! He got better and better with time as did I. He literally had more miles on his feet than most peoples cars! I would get up before the sun and we would ride in the fields, through the woods, down the roads, up and down the gravel pits, across streams, jumping obstacles that looked to be challenging, even swimming in the lake in the summer months and we wouldn't quit until the sun was firmly down for the evening. This was our life. I rode before school, after school, and every other chance I could. We would ride to the store, just a few miles up the road and pick up bottles to get enough money to get tootsie rolls! Everyone in town would come out to say hello to Stormy and I! He liked pepsi, pizza, subs, and one cent bubble gum too. He could schmooze anyone for a treat! On the way home he would go so far, than stop and turn his head, waiting for his tootsie roll. He loved them! Stormy probably loped more miles than most horses have ever dreamed of. Stormy became a legend in the state of Maine and everyone wanted a Stormy. As the years progressed, my family acquired more and more haflingers. Don't worry, I rode them too. But nothing could keep up with Stormy! Stormy gave his all. From winning numerous barrel races, to pole bending, to the fastest key hole horse in the state and on to three day eventing, he could and would out jump warmbloods twice his size just to prove us. We later got bored with that too, and went on to team penning, where he once again poured his heart out to please me! I remember we would get to a show, if it was close, within 10 miles or so, I would ride to the show, otherwise he would get hauled, but every time people would see him for the first time, they would laugh, point their finger and make sneer remarks about my little horse. By the time the day was over, every kid and parent around wanted to buy him! After winning ribbons upon ribbons, buckles, money, and even a stable sheet, it was time for me to go to college. Due to financial circumstances, Stormy had to stay home and I had to go find the world on my own. After I was out of college and later could afford him, I drove home to get my best friend! He spent his last few years with me in Colorado and made many friends here too. Due to a tragic colic, which I spent four days and three nights fighting to keep him alive, as did my vet and friends, I decided it was time. The fourth evening was coming fast and it was almost 10:30 pm. He would not let go on his own, bless his heart. He was a golden hearted horse that never let me down. I called my dad to get permission I guess and I than fed him his last tootsie roll, led him out of the barn, buried my face on his neck and said goodbye. He was laid to rest. My vet said a prayer. Stormy had a way of touching everyone's heart that he ever met, and if there is a horse offered to heaven, its Stormy for sure! If Stormy could talk right now, these would be his words for sure: I got to the gate of heaven today, After we said goodbye. I began to miss you terribly, Because I heard you cry. Suddenly there was an angle, And she asked me to enter heaven's gate. I asked if I could stay outside For someone who would be late. I wouldn't make much noise you see, I wouldn't whinny or neigh. I'll only wait here patiently, And quietly munch my hay. The angle said I could stay right here And wait for you to come. Because heaven just wouldn't be heaven If I went in all alone. So, I'll wait right here, you take your time, I won't go in while we're apart. Because heaven just wouldn't be heaven So, just keep me in your heart. |