R.I.P. Zip

Saturday May 17, Zip, Hubby's horse, and pride and joy ... drowned. He got caught up in something under the water, with Hubby on his back.

Hubby and some others tried to pull him out, but Zip panicked.

They brought him home yesterday and we buried him in the pasture.

It's been a sad weekend.

Rest in Peace Zip

Where to Bury a Horse

If you bury him in this spot, the secret of which you must already have,

he will come to you when you call; come to you over the far, dim pastures of death.

And though you ride other living horses through life,

they shall not shy at him, nor resent his coming.

For he is yours, and he belongs there.

People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall,

who hear no nicker pitched too fine for insensitive ears.

People who may never really love a horse.

Smile at them then, for you shall know something that is hidden from them

and which is well worth the knowing...

The one place to bury a horse is in the heart of his master.

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