Over the past two years I have lost 5 horses to old age and health issues. It has been really hard and makes it even harder to write something about each one and find photos of each one. But I am going to try to complete this page, it just may take some time.
Monkey 2024
Luther and April 2024 and 2023
Harley 2024
Harley was our dog Jigs full brother. Jigs lived down at Camp David with my brother Wynn and David’s brother, Don. He came to live with us when his original owner passed away. David found him sleeping in the driveway of the empty house and brought him home because no one wanted him. He was a loving and kind to all he met. He lived a good life with us. He had never been a house dog, but he learned real quick to behave. He loved us and we loved him.
Texas Rose, 2024
This mare became one of my very favorite horses. I started out not really knowing what to do with her. She was 14+ hands and built like a cow horse. As we got to know each other, we started to realize how much fun we could have together. She trusted me and I trusted her. She was my “go to” buddy, we did horse yoga together, we explored the trails, and she was always game to cuddle and get scratches.
Wynn Eric Seaburg
January 20, 1954 - May 20, 2024
I took care of my brother for about the last 15 years of his life. he had dementia and didn’t take care of himself, but had such grand dreams of things he did and still wanted to do.
He wasn’t the best brother in the world. He was not troubled by things of this world, and probably should have been born back in the 1700’s when America was a wilderness to be tamed. But he was my big brother and I spent my life trying to understand him.
Eric said it best in his eulogy: “Wynn’s legacy lives on in the tales he told, the projects he built, and the hearts he touched.”
May he now, Rest In Peace.
Aunt Bea – Jan 2022
Aunt Bea was a rescue. She was so loving and sweet you never would have know that this little dog had been neglected and left to fend for herself, unless you left the garbage can out where she could get in to it. She was a scrounger!
Mackie – 2020
Bill’s Last Little Darlin – Dani 2020
Rainy – 2020
Happy 2020
Merrydale Mandolin 2019
Poco – 2016
RIP – Isabella – Nov 2016
I put my hopes and dreams into a horse that could not live up to them. She carried scars of previous hopes and dreams from another life. I loved her deeply and tried hard to help her heal, but it was not within my power to do. Isabelle, may you rest in peace.
Buster – 2010
What a little (wonderful) turd he was. I miss him.
Pearl and Lucy – 2009
Pearl still has my heart. Pearl was the very first “house dog” my husband ever had. He was smitten by her and she by him.
RIP – Rollingwoods Noteworthy (2004-Aug 2017)
Notey was my first driving pony. A Section B registered Welsh pony bred by my friends the Wilburns. I am so thankful to have had her in my life, she taught me a great deal and she was wonderful with children.
RIP – Reba (May 8, 2013)
Found on Halls Mill Levy in 2008, Scared and alone. She joined our family and learned to love and be loved.
RIP Reba, you will be missed greatly. The call of your hunting voice is no more. We lost Reba to the bite of a Copperhead Snake. She was a great dog, rescued from the side of the road, she was so loving. She is in the great rabbit hunting grounds in the sky!
In Memory of Mike Samuels, 11/18/2008 – ’nuff said!
“Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond’s glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.”
Sally Jean’s Cody
On Friday, Nov. 14, Cody was gently placed in the hands of God by Dr. Dawn Lindsey, a Vet at White Bluff Animal Hospital. She was very kind to Cody. Her procedures allowed him to pass in comfort. Cody had many episodes of founder/laminitis over the years and this latest one left him with rotation in the front right coffin bone, which is not reversible. He was very sore and could barely walk. Cody had no papers, but we believe he was around 25 years old. He had stiff joints over the years and recently had a tumor come up behind the right eye. Dr. Lindsey also suspected Cushing’s disease.
True to his Appaloosa nature, Cody was grumpy, but a true and loyal friend. We rode many miles on the trails over the past 18 years. Cody had been retired for several years enjoying the good life at the Chigger Ranch. You wouldn’t say Cody was agile. He was built like a kitchen table with straight legs on all four corners with a long body in the middle. He had a wonderful rhythmic walk that was very soothing, a rough choppy trot and a very odd looking canter. Cody enjoyed opening the latch on the stall doors for himself and the other horses. Years ago he tried to speed up feeding time by turning on the lights in the barn after dark. He was a character and had a very distinct personality. Cody was unique, and in my eyes, he was beautiful. I will never forget his loving heart, willing attitude and brave spirit.
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