Tribute to A Loved One
It is with a heavy heart I write tonight.
We lost a treasured member of our family.
She came into our lives because of prayer and many miracles.
She was Mika’s horse for 8 years, but after Mika’s second year of college and a new horse, Chili adopted me.
If you’ve never been close to a horse you can’t grasp the depth of their love.
Their dedication to their loved ones.
Even their jealousy and depression.
Chili was dedicated to Mika. Had lifted her up when she was down, taught her things, and loved her. But when Mika got a new horse, Chili stopped coming into the barn and mopped around like a lost puppy. She slowly grew depressed and resentful towards Mika.
Out of pity I started walking out in the pasture to scratch her and love on her. It took me several months to gain her trust but eventually she decided I was ok and she would allow me to be her human.
From that point on she would follow me around like a dog. When I stopped she would almost push me over for attention. And without saying a word beg me to scratch or rub her.
And she enjoyed a good massage as much as you or I. Because of her troubled past she had knots in her neck muscles. She would press her neck against my chest and stand there. If I didn’t start rubbing she would put her head and neck over my shoulder and push down until I gave in and started rubbing.
I’ve had several amazing horses, but she was a one of a kind.
She would love on you till she almost knocked you down, but you always had to watch her because if you didn’t scratch her enough, or something didn’t sit just right, she would kick you. Hard!
You could never ignore her that’s for sure!
Chili Was Our (First) Miracle Horse
She was a walking miracle.
And it took several miracles for her to walk into our lives.
She was flipped over backwards in a freak accident when she was three and shatter her withers. And a freak set of circumstances kept her alive.
When she lived through the initial accident, her owner at the time prayed over her every day for three years until she was healed.
Seven years later God brought her into our lives again through prayer and miracles.
Consequently she was a walking miracle in my opinion.
She was a tremendous competitor and an incredible teacher for my daughter. She taught her about being competitive, but also about collection, flexion, suppling, how to control every body part seperatly, or together, lead changes, rate of speed, showmanship, horsemanship, and animal husbandry like no other horse I had. She taught her about barrel racing, western pleasure, working cowhorse, and how a little horse could have a giant stride. A combination very few horses could do.
She was unique!
And she was the best therapy I could buy.
When Mika had surgery after blowing both her ACLs in different basketball games I would come home from work and . . . no Mika on the couch, no Mika in her room, no Mika in the house.
She was at the barn. Laying on Chili with her knee in this huge, bulky, brace thing.
When Mika had surgery on her spine, as soon as she could move, guess where I found her. . .
Yep, on Chili.
They were best friends.
She was my daughter’s confidant.
And then she became mine.
She knew when I was having a bad day and would lean a little harder. Force me to stop thinking about whatever was eating at me, and scratch her. Love on her.
Her healing love was . . .
She helped me look at adversity with new eyes.
She should never have accomplished what she did without any withers.
Oh, I almost forgot, and a broken coffin bone!
We didn’t even know she had that until she had something wrong with her foot and the vet took an x-ray that revealed that the tip of her coffin bone had been broken off long before.
But she was a trouper and we would never have known if something else hadn’t happened and we had not taken that x-ray.
And if you’re a “horsey” person and are thinking, “Well why didn’t she have a pre-purchase exam? They would have found the broken coffin bone.” Yes, but with the broken withers she would never have passed the vet check. No vet in the world would have passed her. So why waste the money. Or the vet’s time.
I saw her true value even though to the world she was considered, “damaged,” “crippled”, and of no value.
But to us she was priceless.
To me especially.
She taught me about life.
About going on and striving to do your best no matter what the circumstances.
No matter what “life” has thrown at you, keep going. Keep trying. Keep striving to be and do better.
That your true value is what’s inside.
What you can share with those around you.
How much courage you have to go on in the face of adversity.
And how to share love and joy no matter what.
She did that for me, Mika, and anyone that had the privilege of knowing her.
She was, and to me, still is, and inspiration. And I promised her I will finish her story. She is my inspiration.
I love you Chili.
You took a piece of my heart with you.
Go with God sweet mare. I’ll see you on the other side!
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