Ms. Molly said goodbye to the world she’s had with Val and family for 32 years, today. The horse that was bought by Jim’s grandfather, who died many years ago. The trouble is, our cousin and vet and Zoe’s hip surgeon had to do it herself. I’ve helped several of my pets go to the beyond when they were unable to lead anything resembling a normal life, but this is too much to bear. I had to watch a vet, she is one.
Most people kick children out of the nest at 18 or 21. This horse was hers for 32 years. Val is a strong woman, as a vet she works on small and large animals all the time, but Molly was always there.
We thank Val the Vet and our same cousin for taking such good care of our Zoe, who has no hips but made her own. We wish Val and her family well overcoming this loss while we are assuaged by knowing that several of Molly’s offspring are moving up in endurance racing and there’s a “grandson” who also shows promise in that regard.
My husband won’t miss Molly much because when she was pregnant the first time and the foal started kicking, she thought it was Jim, and it wasn’t but she kicked him nonetheless. Every time he visited the farm she hated him. That’s his story. I still don’t think he’s glad that she’s gone. I will tell you in no uncertain terms that this horse is not going to dog meat. I hope she’ll be buried near Pork Chop. In memoriam, Dee
RIP Molly, Dee
Cooking with Dee 
Gotta get my own tribute up but thanks, Dee…
[BTW, I only WISH I could have had the privilege of caring for Molly for all of her 32 yrs; I only had her for the last 14.]
The same guy who buried Pork Chop for me 5 yrs ago came out & created a beautiful gravesite for Miss Molly yesterday afternoon; my neighbor & her daughter brought pink roses. Now if we could only get some rain to grow some vegetation back; she’s right near the flagpole at the top of our hill.
We couldn’t choose Val solely as Jim’s fellow Aggie cousin. We did have our choice of vet for our dog’s hip removals. We chose the one who buries large animals she loved. Pork Chop was a very large cow. When we visit, Zoe and I go out early morning and always had at least one cow and horse and dogs trailing us. When the ground shakes, Zoe freaks out when she sees huge beasts behind her! Dee