Thursday, February 23, 2012

I visited Pepe today.  The ground remains untouched.  I could see Magics tracks since we buried him, but Magic seemed to just follow Pepes tracks, then lay down where Pepe was before we moved him.
Magic stopped calling today.

On the way back I stopped at the barn, sat down and looked at Pepes stall.  New spider webs glittered in the sun inside the stall.  Life moves on.

Today I called for treats.  I called Pepes name by habit and my heart sank, but an answer comes from Magic.  I can't see him, but I sure can hear his hoofs hitting the ground.  He comes thundering up the hill with Hadley. Bursting into view with heads high, manes and tails flying.  It takes the breath from you to watch.  Such beauty.  They remind me that I can not forget the living left behind.


3 comments:

Val Ewing said...

I know I still look out the window now after nearly 9 months and expect to see old lady Cheyanne standing and staring at the house.

I don't know how long the real hurt takes to go away, you know...sometimes I think there will always be a twinge in my heart and a mist in my eye.

Bronco Hollow said...

Thank you Val. I still look for him. I think I always will as long as we live here. I knew his schedule so well ... when he would be at the front of the barn or under the big oak or where I couldn't see but he would answer when called. Such a sweet boy he was.

Val Ewing said...

You are welcome Jackie, it is so hard to loose someone like that. Notice I did not say pet, or animal. I think of Badger and Morris and all my critters as 'someone' I love dearly.