Poseidon, “the horse that did not like humans,” were born in June, 1995.
Isolated, tied down and never let out for two years, he was kept at the back of a dark stall, with no view of other horses and hardly any human contact. When he came to me, in 1997, he could hardly walk.
Poseidon and I shared 15 years of our lives together. April 23th marked the three year anniversary of the day where this magnificent soul left this world, and I know it is a little late, but here is to our 15 years together;
It wasn’t always easy. I made a LOT of mistakes with him, but I always tried my very best, and Poseidon taught me basically everything I know of horses to this day.
So, here is to you, Poseidon, a tip of the hat. This is not a grieving post, for even if I do miss you, I think that the respect I had for you, as an equal, by far outweighs my need for you to be in my life. You always are in my life, simply because of how much you changed me, and made me who I am today.
And I’ll be the first to admit, that many times, it broke my heart more, watching you live, that it did, watching you die. These pictures are the highlights of our lives, the way I want to remember us, but it sure wasn’t always like this.
Still, thank you, for letting me be the one human, you did love. I am ever humbled that you let me into your life, the way you did.