I wrote a post yesterday about my horse dying.  I did not expect the concern that was shown to me.  Thank you all so very much!!! 

Many have asked and here is Cinnamon's story...

My oldest wanted a horse, so for his 6th birthday, my FIL bought him this 12 year old bay gelding.  He was a handful to say the least!  You could not catch him!  In the pen you just had to wear him down, if he was in the pasture, well you could forget about it!

We soon found out that he had been beat with water hose.  You could not go near him with a hose!  Bath time was a chore.

The newness of the horse wore off for my son.  He fed everyday, but did not care to ride.  Then, we found out the Cinny Minny was a lot older than we thoughCinanamon was old. We guess, he was about 23 to 26 when he died.  We had him for 6 years.

About 3 years ago, he got a leg hung in a barbed wire fence.  It was awful!  You have to know that when his foot got cut, he almost died.  The cut was so bad that it could not be sewed shut.  I had to go out everyday and unwrapped his foot, wash his foot, clean out the hole, apply meds, and rewrap the foot.  This went on for months.  In the meantime, he went from a horse you could barely catch, to one that would let only me walk up to him, even when he was laying down.

He got a little better, then last year it abscessed.  We started him on meds, but he never fully recovered from it.  He was way too skinny.  We were feeding him alone about 1 50lb of food every 2 days, along with chaff hay, and alfalfa. 

Last week, he got sick with a sinus infection.  They are really rare in horses.  The vet thought he would recover.  He was doing better, then he went to sleep in Thursday morning and never woke up. 

I feel really guilty, maybe there was more that I could have done.  I should have stayed home.  I just have all of these thoughts that constantly run through my head!

Yesterday, I went out to feed Freckles.  All I could do is bury my face in her coat and cry.  She is a good horse, but she just does not smell like Cinnamon!  I just want to bury my face in his neck, and have him put his head on my shoulder one more time!

I am sorry.  I am not the best at story telling.  Thank you to all who read this. 


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Feb. 2, 2008 at 1:01 PM

I know how it feels. At least almost. I had a Pitt/ boxer/ shepherd mix named Precious. And that's what she was to me... precious. My mom gave her to my bestfriend when she snapped at my mom. Then my bestfriend moved into  an apartment and they gave Precious to her cousin. Well, my bf's other cousin called and told me that Precious died. I had a panic attack at school and had to be picked up for hyper ventalating. I had precious since I was 12 and I'm now 18 going on 19. I thought I had died. Then I found out that he had mixed her up with my bf's cat Princess. I was relieved. Then later I was told that my bf's cousins had somehow broken Precious jaw. I wanted to kill them all. but she's fine now. She actually had a rotten tooth and the Cousin that told me that she died was just exaggerating.

But anyways. Keep strong. And remember, Cinnimon is still there in spirit

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Mar. 11, 2008 at 11:06 PM

Im so sorry for your pain sweety. I know that there is nothing I can say that will ease the pain. I dont know why things like this happen. It seems so unfair. But judging by your story, He had a good life in your care. Im sure he knew that when he passed. Im in tears, I have lost pets that ment the world to me. I know you are sad, I'll keep you in my prayers.



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