Grateful kids and parents in my family are saying goodbye to a really good friend and teacher. Clip Clop had the nerve to pass away this afternoon. Ooof, that is a hard one to type. I could blame my level of hormones on my emotional level but it wouldn't be true. I loved that pony. My kids loved that pony. My cousins loved that pony. Why wouldn't we? He did a lot for all of us.
He taught us that pants aren't nearly as important as getting up and enjoying a summer day before it gets too hot. See Morning Ride. It is one of my very favorite moments between a pony and a little girl.
He taught parents to put their trust in a pony.
He was a constant.
He was the first ride for more than one.
He taught the true way of the cowboy.
He taught the lesson of look after each other.
He taught that size doesn't matter when it comes to getting a job done.
He introduced the world of the big guys.
He taught cowgirls and cowboys.
He knew you didn't have to dress a certain way to be a real cowgirl.
He agreed to be humiliated to make little girl Halloween costumes a hit.
He paraded on hot asphalt.
He picked sunflowers and played "Tag".
He went for leisurely strolls down the road.
He brought out big smiles.
He brought out big tears.
He taught patience through his own and occasionally, his lack thereof.
He taught us sharing with our loved ones. Micaela and Will (my cousins) shared him with our kids.
He taught us to retire with dignity and a full bucket.
Just as quickly and with dignity, he agreed to come out of retirement to help a few other little kids love a pony.
Goodbye old friend. We are forever grateful for all that we know you did for us and more importantly, all that we never knew to thank you for.