Mercedes, my teacher
Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 1:48 am
Mercedes was my first chance to ride a true “schoolmaster”. Although she was already a senior citizen when I met her, and her physical limitations got worse as the years went by, that lady could really turn it on and deliver when she wanted to. Thanks to her, I felt what an extended trot with lots of suspension was supposed to feel like, what a correct piaffe was, and what a thrill riding passage was. And the fact that I was able to show her- I am so glad to say I was the last one to “X-halt-salute” with that grand dame in the dressage ring.
This morning, her 30 year old body finally quit on her. The arthritis, the hocks, the old injuries, the cold weather… they all ganged up on her to tell her it was time. And now one of my best teachers is gone. Rest in Peace, Mercedes. The grand dame, the divine Miss M., one of the best horses I have ever ridden, and one of the best teachers I have known.
She wasn’t even my horse- she belonged to a friend- but I loved her like she was mine. I like to think we taught each other some important things, but I know what she taught me was far more important and valuable than what I taught her. We did love to commiserate about being old women, creaky and sore together.
Sweet Mercedes, the grand lady of the barn, and teacher extraordinare. The 30 year old Trakehener mare who was said to have been a German import, had a successful show career in Florida, and then passed into several homes in several states, until she found herself in need of rescue about 8 years ago. Her current owner saw what no one else could see, got her out of the bad situation, and brought her back to a bit of her former glory, if only for a short while. And after she retired, she had green pastures and warm bran mashes and good company for all her days. She had a good later life and made an impression on everyone she knew. Rest in peace, sweet Mercedes. Gallop free.