Mapledurham Mystifier
May 2, 1990 - July 20, 2001

 Mapledurham Mystifier

How do you put into words, the thoughts and feelings that flood through your mind, each time you realize your best friend and companion is gone?

I never intended to give my heart to this special guy – I had done it before and the pain was too great when a loss occurred.  “Oskar” was more than just a horse – he was my buddy, friend, companion, councilor, teacher, and I enjoyed every minute spent with him.

Oddly enough, I never wanted a Morgan – I didn’t really have a good reason why but when I saw a calendar photo of him, I knew that he was one Morgan I would love to have!  Several years later, after seeing that photo, the opportunity became available to purchase this gorgeous animal.  Although he was no longer a stallion, he was no less commanding in his presence.

One visit and one ride was more than enough to convince me that he was “the one”.  “Oskar” came into my life just when I thought that horses were a part of me that I would have to move beyond.  We learned together and together we became a team.  There was mutual trust, love, and affection.  He really was like a very big dog and everywhere we went people were drawn to his curious nature and kind disposition.

“Oskar” was a great ambassador for his breed and many of those who had never sat on a horse, had their first horse ride on him.  His kind and gentle nature made him more than dependable and he carried anyone from 2 to 92 years old. 

Although I know he was happiest being a “pasture ornament,” he did whatever was asked of him willingly and to the best of his ability.  He learned (as did I) to enjoy his time out of the ring and wandered the trails happily.  When we started jumping, even though it took more energy than what he really would have liked to expend, he still tried his best for me.  At horse shows, it was “Oskar” who stayed calm and cool, and in turn kept me that way.  We tried to balance each other out, the best that we could.

His death came very suddenly and without warning – not the birthday gift I was hoping for.  I always went for a long trail ride on my birthday, to celebrate the day and the joy of owning such a wonderful animal.  This year was different – not much to celebrate, just a huge void in my life and ache in my heart.

I hoped he would live to a ripe old age, as most of his relatives had, but it wasn’t to be.  I cherish the time I had with him and will treasure the memories for the rest of my life.  It was a privilege to own him and to be loved by him. 

Thanks to all of the people who have been a part of our journey – Cathy Bernier, Peter Peck, Margaret Girouard, Birchgrove Stables and Janice Conley – you all took such good care of him when he was at your place and I will always appreciate that.  Sheila Pickrell  – thanks for helping us become a team.  Dr. Saindon, Dr. Wachtel, and all the vets at UPEI – thank you for doing everything humanly possible to save him – I appreciate all you did.  Bonnie Cail – I’m so very thankful for all the wonderful photos that now serve as remembrances.  To everyone at Horsefeathers Stables and the members of the NB Morgan Horse Club, thank you for your words of support and condolences – they were most appreciated.

Always missed but never forgotten.  Rest in peace my dear friend and I will listen for your hoofbeats in the wind.

Love Your Human,
Faye xoxo