Cherokee Artist 2005 – 2014

Why We Weep When A Horse Is Lost


“Even to an absentee owner, the loss of a horse can hurt more deeply than the financial cost or a cold insurance claim.  It can mean, when the horse has worked its way up to public acclaim. the abrupt end not only of Stakes won, but of a famed name linked, referencing glory, with your own.

The loss of a horse to a girl or lad who has been for years his nurse and valet, mentor, maid and waiter can pierce more cruelly than the loss of a friend.  But the loss of a horse is, to his ‘friends’, the living element of yourself. 

The partnership of horses has no parallel in sport.  The horse is no inanimate bat or racket or rod – no mere extension of yourself, like dart or bowl or boot.

He is, like us, animal and independent.  He too, has mind and courage.  He too, and sometimes in spite of us, will mightily endeavor.  A horse will, often by his own wits have saved you from your misjudgements.  He will not only have made you win but may have saved your life.

Such kindness and courage is not common among our own sort.  For the good horse will gallop when his lungs ache and leap when his legs drag, because he, too, is high-mettled and valiant.

So, when he is lost, something as irreplaceable as a limb has, for a long while, been taken away.  It is the price paid, the cost of loving, for the great delight of horses”.

Ivor Herbert


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