The sorrel foal came into the world looking skeletal, totally famished from his journey. His dam, a 15 year old Thoroughbred brood mare, lay exhausted in the straw.

At day 1, too tall to walk under his dam!

Here we are at >1 week
He was a summer baby. My folks had wanted to breed their mare one last time to an Oldenburg named Frohwind.


My mom and a one month old Duffy.

At 4 months. A total brute.

Enjoying himself! Duffy spent his first 18 years at the homestead. He was a rare find, an amazing specimen that never came even close to fulfilling what could have been a fantastical career.

My mom and Duffy circa 2000.

Me and Duffy 2008
I wish he had come into my life at a different time, he could have been a life altering force had he been around when I was 18. In my entire semi expansive riding career, he was hands down the most physically talented horse I had ever had the sincere privilege to ride.

We found out tonight that Duffy had colicked and had to be put down. He was the last of my Mom's horses. Unfortunately we had to leave him when we moved in 2009. Too late to be anything less than one of those life's regrets.

Duffy is running in the clouds now, that thunder you heard the other night? Maybe it was him...
Rest in peace Duffy.


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So sorry, such a gorgeous animal.
My condolences about Duffy; he was a beautiful horse, though he looked pretty ornery at 4 months old.
Erica, sorry... Its tough as hell, they are like a family member and they truly love us and depend on us.
I didn't get to actually ride but once before going to the ranch. but I got to tack up about five times and then that first ride, that first climbing up and I was in tears sitting there. because I realized horses are a rare thing, a life altering beautiful thing.
sitting on one, feeling their body, feeling how they adjust to you, shift their muscles to yours, you learn how good they are at heart. and that they will trust you and take you where you tell them to go, even though they are prey, even though their nature is to flee.
I was told by a woman who has had many horses, that when you lose a horse, they leave an immense hole in your being. this I can only imagine. their size and hearts and that need and love you share with them is nearly impossible to fathom losing. they are magnificent. not just in looks but their souls.
I am so sorry. but you were there to do the right thing for Duffy. and that's what's important. my heart goes out to you in your loss.
Horses are, to me, the most magnificent animal on the planet. Happy for you that you were able to have that experience.
I will never stop riding until I can't, which is NEVER.
Foolish, that is EGG-CELLENT! Ride on!
near where i live is a thoroughbred farm, and i finally got the courage the other day to stop and ask if i could visit the horses and bring carrots - the caretaker said yes, and i hope the owner lets that stand. there are half a dozen moms with long-legged babies, and it is quite a rush to be around them.
i am sorry about duffy.
jl, yes... I wish I had more control over the situation, it boiled down to money in the end, my lack of.
Some people don't have the benefit of knowing and loving other sentient creatures.
I know this is difficult.
Horses don't make the same bonds with humans that dogs and cats do, they are rather aloof but tolerant of us.
meaning descendant or grandson of Dubhthach.
Dubhthach was an Old Irish first name meaning "Dark one". ...
Seems you find your light and being in horses...
Sorry Duffy was off in the dark , for you, for so long...
I have met some fine horses in my life, and some damn good dogs
and cats, and gotta say there is something about this equine
species that grabs me with joy and sorrow....
too noble to need us, but
still
all mixed up in our destiny, just as the canines and felines..
Rated!
James, I think they named him Duffy because he was a big goofy colt and they thought it fit his personality. (I'll have to ask my mom for clarification.) I've always connected with animals better than I connect with people. Horses have always entranced me.
fernsy, thank you. It was fun going through all the pictures of him. My mom has them fairly well organized and we have so so many.
Linnnnn- he is sky high! 17:1 hands and weighed in around 1400 pounds. Like a freight train going down the track! (17:1 meant he was 5'9" at the withers.)
Thank you Tink!
May he rest in peace.
R