tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269069291231916423.post5289770575440785921..comments2023-11-05T01:29:13.677-07:00Comments on The Many Misadventures: Thank You.manymisadventureshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269126419483167938noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269069291231916423.post-29158753804283427502008-09-19T10:47:00.000-07:002008-09-19T10:47:00.000-07:00I was saddened to read about your loss. However, ...I was saddened to read about your loss. However, you present a wonderful perspective about learning from one another, making both lives better and moving forward. Never an easy loss.<BR/><BR/>And, oh my goodness there is nothing like a long trail ride to get me thinking. I haven't been riding my whole life for many reasons...not new to horses but riding. So I swear with every ride I have a light bulb moment. I'm riding a well trained, busy brained, intelligent, sensitive Arab that seems, with everything I figure out, to throw me another something to chew on. I love it! However, I'm often left antsy to tell someone of our adventures or something I figured out. I've thought about blogging but I think it might just be dangerous! I know I'd be hooked.autumnblazehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14261052609848445921noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269069291231916423.post-14153026825428516952008-09-15T19:53:00.000-07:002008-09-15T19:53:00.000-07:00Pity me...you are so right about riding sparking t...Pity me...you are so right about riding sparking the deep thoughts. I write at work until my eyes bleed...but the real thinking comes at my now stolen moments on my horses.mugwumphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00319060800328355056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269069291231916423.post-87979356651003623252008-09-15T07:27:00.000-07:002008-09-15T07:27:00.000-07:00I didn't post originally as I was preparing myself...I didn't post originally as I was preparing myself to put my 12 year old rottweiler to sleep. The first dog that was mine -- had her since I was 12 years old.<BR/><BR/>I'm there with you. It's hard. Time will make it hurt less, but it won't ever go away entirely. At least not for me.<BR/><BR/>I'm sorry for your loss.Promisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12338935046262804307noreply@blogger.com