The Most Amazing Birthday Present - Tiffany Tribute
Tiffany was put to sleep on the 18th of December 2009 at the age of 34.
It's taken me a couple of weeks but i felt ready last night to look through ALL of the photos i have of her. SO...i thought it would be nice to tell you our story as i never really posted much about her seen as she retired brefore i joined EW.
I started riding at the age of 5 and my parents always said 'it's a faze' but by the time i was 12 i was at the local stables 3 times a week and costing my mum and dad a small fortune in riding lessons!
It was one sunday when i came back from the stables that my dad just passed me a photo of an amazingly smart grey pony. He told me that we were going to see her after dinner.
It was like a dream, i had imagined this moment for years and i had started to think that it was never going to happen especially because my parents had never let on that they were finally considering getting me my beloved first horse.
That afternoon we went to see Tiffany. I was in shock, i loved her the minute i saw her and it was arranged there and then that we would buy her.
The only drawback was that we were going on holiday that week for 5 weeks over the summer holidays so i had to wait until we got back to take delivery of her. I had my 13th birthday in Spain and i got a T Shirt with pictures of Tiffany printed on it. I wore it all holiday. Those were the longest 5 weeks of my life!!!
OK...So onto the pictures...
1993 when i went to view and ride Tiffany for the first time:
Tiffany arrived and a few days later i was having lessons on her...i was so happy:
Autum came and the hard work started but i didn't mind. I had been told by my parents that the minute i didn't pull my weight she would be sold...they meant it as well!
My dad with Tiffany
pony club...non of us had a clue what we were doing...everyone mucked in!
The first year with Tiff was interesting to say the least. Owning a pony was VERY different to riding 3 times a week at a riding school. Tiffany was bad tempered, too strong for me and would only be caught if she felt like it! I NEVER complained though as i knew that if she went, that would be it!
By summer 1994 we were a team. We had developed a bond and i knew her inside out:
we entered our first show:
Tiffany was super fit:
My dad bought a horse so he could ride out with me as i was only 14...She was called Tarah:
We did everything together and enjoyed every minute:
Another lovely winter:
When Fleck came along in 1997 i became more confident at jumping and did lots on Tiffany. She won loads of classes and i felt so good on her. She was my ideal pony:
As Tiffany got older i stopped competing her. I was also too old to enter classes on her because of her size but we still enjoyed rides everyday:
Tiffany came to university with me...Brackenhurst:
Followed by every summer back at home relaxing in the field:
She got older and did less and less but i still cared for her and gave her a home for life:
I finally stopped riding her around 2005 when the vet said she had developed an irregular heartbeat.
She still enjoyed her time though with Fleck and Milly in the field and was always a chracter:
She enjoyed nothing more than getting herself filthy
And so that's about it...a tribute to a wonderful once in a lifetime pony who taught me everything and who i owe so much to. I miss her so much but i am just so grateful that i got the chance to share such good times with her. She will never be replaced and will never be forgotten
Every single one of these photos just beams happiness and fun times. I honestly would be so proud to have photos like that, in so many of them she just looks such an outgoing, bubbly, excited pony. She clearly moved like a dream too. She almost looks like she has stepped out of a fantasy book, she just has a wonderful look about her.
I am still so sorry she has passed, but i hope you manage to keep all the memories close to your heart. She looks like a one in a million girl, and i really dont think she would have had such an exciting and well loved life with anyone else. I hope your proud of that. Sat here in tears but Jase is in here
Emily, thank you. I am so proud to have been part of her life and that we had so long and such happy times together...you made me cry...AGAIN