My Blue Sky Girl - The Story of Miss Milwaka
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It seems like lately nothing is going right. I have been constantly reminded about how nothing lasts forever. Even though we try to pretend it will last forever, it never does. I find that the only thing that will last forever is love. Some people don't understand why every death of my horses hits me so hard even though I have so many other horses to spend time with and love. But the reason is, is because I love all of them and this love last forever.
My horse Miss Milwaka (Millie) is one of those horses. I got Millie 4 years ago from my Aunt. She bred her Paso Fino mare with a Paso Fino stallion and was hoping to get a black Paso Fino colt.
She got just the opposite. She got a cremello filly.
She didn't want her and didn't know the value of her at the time obviously so she gave Millie to me. Millie was born on my twelveth birthday. She was the cutest little long legged filly. She would galavant around with her little blue eyes staring at everything like it was some sort of monster. But she was so curious at the same time. She loved the sky. For some reason she was so fasinated with the sky. It matched her blue eyes perfectly on clear days. We named her Miss Milwaka (I have no idea why). She was our little Millie girl.
She always got into trouble and then ran away from the scene and acted innocent. One time she knocked over a salt block into the mud and ran as fast as she could away from there. Not that it scared her, because she was a brave little girl. We trained her for Western and she was the smartest girl around. She had an amazing gait and was sweet as gummy bears (my dad used to say). We went on trail rides with Millie and I tried some barrel racing with her, but it wasn't her thing or my thing either. She wasn't a rough tough barrel racer, she was a prissy little show horse. I taught her things that prissy little horses should know. I taught her how to rear on command, bow, jump from a standing posistion, piaffes, prance, shake her head, laying down, and so many others. I did jumping where in the middle of the jump I would turn sideways or throw my hands in the air. I did handstands on her back while she was walking or stood on her back while she was trotting and she loved it and didn't mind at tall.
I mostly rode her bareback and rearing was her favorite. She was a beautiful horse. We never really went into shows except once and she was afraid of the camera and the people, but she did her best anyways. Millie, like I already said, loved the sky. She always seemed happier when the sky was blue and the sun was shining. Millie always had her eyes towards the sky and when it was windy she would run and throw her head and whinny and rear and she just, loved the wind. It was like the wind and the blue skies were all she needed. She would just stay outside all day in the fields and even at night she didn't want to come in, she'd just look at the stars.
Millie was amazing. Millie's last months of her lives were the best months of her life. We got an offer of $100,000 dollars for Millie one weekend and I just about signed the papers, but I looked at Millie and her blue eyes sparkled and I couldn't let the pen hit the paper. I knew that she needed me and I needed her. About a week and a half ago I was sleeping in the barn because one of our mares was showing signs of labor. I woke up at about two o'clock in the morning to a very restless sound. I ran over to Renneka's stall thinking she was birthing but she was just sleeping peacefully. I heard the noise again and ran to all the stalls. I checked all of the horses and they all seemed fine but I came to Millie's stall and she was laying on the floor trying to get back up and she was making terrible noises. I ran to the phone and called my dad at the house. He came down to the barn an saw Millie. She was shaking miserably and groaning. Dad phoned the vet and the vet came a little while later. The vet loaded her up into the trailer and took her to the ERVO (Emergency room vet's office). At 8:00 that morning the vet called and she told us that Millie had EEE virus and she would try and treat her, but she would most likely not make it.
I went over to see her and they were treating her and giving her fluids. They told me it wouldn't help to worry, that I should go home and they would tell me if anything happened. I went home and spent my day worrying and waiting. About five days later I got another call (Millie was still fighting it) she also had strangles. I couldn't believe it. She was still alive but suffering. The vet's were amazed that she was still alive and fighting it. I went to the office yesterday and saw my Millie. She looked at me with her beautiful cloudy blue eyes and it looked like she said "Help me!". Tears came to my eyes as I watched her suffer and it seemed like she said "Make this go away! Please!" I finally knew what I needed to do. I was the only one who could help her. I just wanted one thing before she went. I wanted her to see the sky again. I asked the vet if there was anyway we could get her outside. They wheeled her out and she saw the sky one more time. She looked at me and her eyes said "Thank you." The tears that threatened to control me now controlled me. I signed the papers and they put Millie down under the bright blue sky, her favorite thing.
Millie was a fighter. She lasted longer than most horses would. She was my fighter. She had my blood in her, my dad used to say. I said goodbye to my Millie under the bright blue sky and the sky dimmed as soon as Millie's eyes frosted over. Like I said, don't take anything for granted, enjoy every moment with someone that you have, because at anytime you could loose them. Even though I wanted Millie to live and I wanted to keep her in my life I couldn't. I know she is somewhere thanking me now. And I am thanking myself for letting my Millie go. |
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Finally There
OMG I totally forgot credits again! Shoot!
OMG I totally forgot credits again! Shoot!
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Oct 18, 2010
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Oct 18, 2010
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weezapony
Good story! What color were her Paso parents?
Good story! What color were her Paso parents?
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Oct 18, 2010
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weezapony
Then it's genetically impossible for her to be cremello, or any other color that light. Well, if the parents were both paints she could be maximum sabino or a similar color...I don't mean to rant, but yeah.
Then it's genetically impossible for her to be cremello, or any other color that light. Well, if the parents were both paints she could be maximum sabino or a similar color...I don't mean to rant, but yeah.
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Oct 18, 2010
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klb111
awesome story! i hate how some breeders will throw a foal away if its the wrong color, really irritates me :/. why are the horses in the pics chestnut?
awesome story! i hate how some breeders will throw a foal away if its the wrong color, really irritates me :/. why are the horses in the pics chestnut?
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Oct 19, 2010
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Fox Crest Stables
If the sire was black its literally impossible to get a cremello. Genetics won't allow it. The black gene will not throw a dilute.
If the sire was black its literally impossible to get a cremello. Genetics won't allow it. The black gene will not throw a dilute.
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Oct 20, 2010
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Live Life
Guys, why does it matter about the genes and stuff?
Very touching story, was holding back tears myself.
Guys, why does it matter about the genes and stuff?
Very touching story, was holding back tears myself.
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Oct 22, 2010
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Aussie Cowgirl
That was beautiful, brought tears to my eyes!
That was beautiful, brought tears to my eyes!
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Oct 23, 2010
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57 days ago
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Never Let Go
Aww Millie. :) She was so gorgeous. Poor girl! Man people, could you leave her alone though.
Aww Millie. :) She was so gorgeous. Poor girl! Man people, could you leave her alone though.
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36 days ago
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