"In Loving Memory of Gin Fizz"

Miecz Gin Fizz

March 15, 1981 - November 21, 1998

On November 21, 1998, we lost Gin Fizz at 6:15am after her long and difficult battle with a serious respitory infection and strangles. She was not alone in her last moments ... Cindy, her caretaker for these last many months, was with her for comfort when she passed from this world. God Bless you Gin Fizz, and everyone who loved and rallied around you. You were an inspiration ... and you will be sorely missed.

Gin Fizz - A Loving Tribute

We are thinking now of a mare, whose coat would shimmer in the sunshine and who, as far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or unworthy thought.

This horse is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of garden loam, and at it's proper season the cherry tree strews petals on the green lawn of her grave. Beneath a cherry tree, or apple, is an excellent place to bury a horse. Beneath such trees she stood shaded, and drowsed in the summer, or munched lush grass, or lifted her head to some strange intruder. These are good places in life or death.

Yet it is a small matter, and it touches sentiment more than anything else. For if the horse be well remembered, if sometimes she runs through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, questing, asking, laughing, it matters not at all where that horse sleeps at last; on a hill where the wind is unrebuked and the trees are roaring; or beside a stream she knew; or somewhere in the flatness of a pasture land where most exhilarating cattle drive.

It is all one to the horse and all one to you, and nothing is gained and nothing is lost - if memory lives.

But there is one best place to bury a horse. One place that is best of all. If you bury her in this spot - the secret of which you must already know, she will come to you when you call - come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well remembered path and to your side again.

And though you call a dozen living horses, they should not be threatened, nor resent her coming, for she is your's and she belongs here. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by her hoof, who hear no high pitched whinny too fine for mere audition; people who have never really loved an animal.

Smile at them then, for you shall know something that is hidden from them and which is well worth knowing.

The best place to bury a good horse in the heart of her master.

God Speed to the Rainbow Bridge Gin Fizz, and God Bless all who helped you make that journey with love -- Laurie.

"I fell in love with Gin Fizz immediately and was in some way connected to her. My heart really went out to her. I awoke this morning and just knew she had passed away. I just thank God that she was with Cindy and had someone to love her at the end. Her stall at my home is very empty now." Ellen

"I will never forget my first glimpse of this beautiful mare. Roseann got a call that there was an old grey mare at the feedlot. It was during the week and I am closer, so I went to get a look at her. Somehow, I was expecting "an old grey mare", and trapsed all through the pens, looking for her. I finally gave up and walked up to the barn area and searched the isles. When I came upon her, standing in a stall, she took my breath away. Her face was etherial! As I stepped in the stall, she stepped up to greet me and nickered. She was ever so patient as I checked her out, picked up her feet, looked under her tail, and pried her lips back to see how old she might be. It seems that even the feedlot owner was impressed by her beauty and grace, it's a rare occasion for him to put one in the barn.

I called Cindy on my way home and told her about her and another EC horse that was there. She went out the next day and fell in love with Gin Fizz, too. She made such an impact on those of us who were privileged to meet her. She expected and demanded love, attention, and food ... and I had hoped that this strength of character would help her pull through. Considering the battle she was fighting within, I'm sure that she would have lost long ago without it.

To Cindy, I say thank you. You have put an incredible amount of time, work, heart and soul into this mare. I know that you and Katie are feeling this even more accutely than the rest of us, she has been "your mare" for two months. Becuase of you, she knew love right up until the end.

To Ellen, I can only say that I am so sorry that you never got to love her in person, but I know you have loved her from the start. She was a special mare who will not be forgotten." Trish.

God saw you were in pain and a cure was not to be
So He put his arms around you and whispered "Come to me"
With tearful eyes we watched you and saw you pass away
And though we love you dearly we couldn't make you stay
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hooves were put to rest
God broke our hearts to prove us
He only takes the best.

This lovely poem was written by Juli Rhodes in honor of the great mare, Bint Magidaa. It was contributed by KateLD with the permission of Judy Sirbasku.


Miecz Gin Fizz
1981 Grey Mare
AHR# 231050

Miecnik Nattall Baseyn Ibn El Nattall El Nattall
Bint Babeyn
Bierka Bataan
El Wicu Consuela Al-Marah Tiger Sheik Al-Marah Radames
Aarieda Aarief
Nejd Kusuf

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