Remembering Lexi

I had planned to wrap up the last posts of the year with a "Year In Review" theme - you know, look back at how far Molly has come and all that she has accomplished. However, although this is supposed to be a post about Molly, I have suffered a huge heartbreak with my horse and feel that I need to dedicate this post to him.

As most of my readers already know, I ride as well as Molly, my horse, Lexi, was given to me a few years ago by a friend of a friend sort of thing. I had just sold another horse and happened to be in the right place at the right time.

Lexi turned out to be everything I was looking for and then some. While I wasn't sure about his "color" at the time and I couldn't even try him because he was missing 3 shoes and had the 4th hanging on by a prayer, I took him home anyway based on word of mouth. I gave him a bath, and put shoes on as quickly as I could get a blacksmith out. When I was finally able to try him about 3 days later, I knew from the first few steps that he was the horse for me. We walked, trotted and cantered around the ring like we had been together for ages and he was SO comfortable!

Lexi the first day I got him - after his bath!

I think I got him in the last week of September or first week of October - there was just enough time to send in entries for the last show of the season - I needed 3 more scores to get my GMO Bronze Medal - I figured why not - I may only get one or two of the scores but since we were there why not try for all three. So that was the plan - enter T-2, T-3, and T-4 and see what happens. Lexi was a children's hunter, not a dressage horse - the whole "round" thing was a bit of a mystery to him but he was a good sport about it and pretty non phased by any new challenge I presented to him. The show was on the last weekend of October - the foliage was perfect. I thought - well, at least I may get some nice pictures out of this. The wind however was something that would have sent Dorothy looking for Toto! Fortunately, I did not need a reader because it would have been impossible to hear - also, the wind was blowing at you full force head on as you marched down center line. This turned out to be good for us because Lexi kept his head down in order to forge ahead into the wind. Our tests were respectable - especially for a horse that had never been in a dressage ring before. The scores were all posted at the same time - T-2 - go it T-3 got it T-4.....oh wait there is an error - we have to re do some of these....Oh come on - you're killing me! Finally the corrected scores were posted and we got all 3 scores above 60%! Not much above 60, but who cares - all I needed were 60's! I had done it, I had earned a bronze medal - and I completed it on a horse with virtually no dressage training who I had had for less than a month! That was it, I was totally in love- head over heels, hook line and sinker - you name it.

No matter what I asked of him - Lexi gave it an honest effort. He was generally interested and curious about new things - like eventing. This horse missed his calling in life. He was an absolute saint on the trails and he LOVED to jump. Eventing was a natural for him. He would literally drag me through water! He never refused a jump - he would raise his head and wiggle from side to side as if to say "Mom are you sure we want to jump THAT?" but as long as I kept him straight and kept my leg on him he would go (yes, Lexi - we're jumping that). I even won my first event with him!

In November of 2007 Lexi broke his hip - no one knows exactly what happened, but he was turned out fine and came him "Barbaro" lame - actually he wouldn't even come in - it took a while for the gals at the barn to coax him in. When he finally did come, he got as far as the indoor and that was it - I arrived about 10 min after they called me to find him standing in the middle of the indoor, shaking and dripping in sweat - he was miserable and I was scared. Because the orthopedist at the clinic thought he had a good prognosis (it was basically the race horse "knocked down hip") she suggest stall rest for 12 weeks and then hand walking etc. We did it and he came back - not exactly good as new, but he was pain free and relatively sound (did I mention that he was 20!). By April of 2008 he was back in regular work - although I had pretty much cut out any jumping. We were working on our 1st level freestyle!

Lexi and I showed the whole season this year and we had a great time - we even snuck out to go cross country a few times with Molly and my best friend - maybe a little jumping would be okay - it was certainly good for his mind. We are 1st level MF Champions for one of my associations this year - what a great year! Because we were basically limited to flatwork, I also tried a little side saddle over the summer - I love the idea, but boy was it hard! Again, present Lexi with a challenge and he stepped up to the plate! He was a very confused boy - "I'm going to keep drifting left Mom because I think you're falling off!" We only did a few lessons, but we did it - together.

I got the "dreaded" call on Thanksgiving morning (2008) from the farm - I wasn't even out of bed yet. The message said that Lexi was dragging his left hind leg - uh oh - not good - that's the same side as the hip. But it can't be the same thing again. Because it was Thanksgiving I had them give him bute and put him on stall rest.

My vet was with me in that it couldn't be the same thing again - he must have twisted something, or aggravated it etc. He took x-rays of everything that he could and prescribed a muscle relaxer, stall rest and hand walking. Unfortunately, almost 2 weeks later and he was no better - in fact, I thought he was worse. I called the vet again in total panic (I have never hyper ventilated but I did that day). He came out took more xrays and then called the orthopedist for a consult - it was apparent that is was the hip again and it was serious. Lexi's prognosis for a satisfactory recovery was "0" - we could try to let it heal to see if he would be pasture sound but his athletic career was over. Additionally, there was a very grave concern that he could go down in his stall and not be able to get up. My vet said that he would support me in any decision so I should think about which way I wanted to go and call him. Thank God my best friend was there with me. My other friend had been waiting with us drinking coffee until the vet got there - you gotta love horse friends - they're always there when you need them! I thought about things for the next day, talked to my friends and finally forced myself to text my vet - I couldn't even talk to him - it was time to let Lexi go. I hoped and prayed all weekend for a miraculous recovery, but in my heart I knew that we would not get lucky twice.

So this morning, I let Lexi go - I hope that he is pain free and in peace. He was so good to everyone he came in contact with. Even in death, he was a champ - no drama, I'm okay Mom. I will miss him immensely - I have never know a horse like him.

Be at peace my sweet boy - I will always remember you