{"id":529,"date":"2015-04-29T17:15:54","date_gmt":"2015-04-29T17:15:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.theprodigalpig.com\/?p=529"},"modified":"2015-04-12T18:36:19","modified_gmt":"2015-04-12T18:36:19","slug":"snow-man","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.theprodigalpig.com\/?p=529","title":{"rendered":"Snow Man"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.theprodigalpig.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/01-01-15-773.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-327\" src=\"http:\/\/www.theprodigalpig.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/01-01-15-773-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"01-01-15 773\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.theprodigalpig.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/01-01-15-773-225x300.jpg 225w, http:\/\/www.theprodigalpig.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/01-01-15-773-768x1024.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Me:\u00a0 Howdy, 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late, however; most of the horses had been sold.\u00a0 Wandering outside, he saw several sorry-looking animals being loaded into a butcher&#8217;s van.\u00a0 These were the &#8220;killers&#8221;-worn-out work horses that nobody wanted, except the meat dealer.\u00a0 The sight made Harry sad.<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, Harry spotted a big gray gelding plodding up the ramp.\u00a0 The horse was chunky, but lighter than the others, and there was a spirited pitch to his ears, a brightness in his eyes.\u00a0 Unaccountably, on instinct alone, de Leyer called to the loader to bring the horse back down.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You crazy?&#8221;\u00a0 said the meat dealer.&#8221;\u00a0 He is just an old farm horse.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Probably, Harry thought.\u00a0 The animal&#8217;s ribs showed, his coat was matted with dirt and manure, there were sores on his legs.\u00a0 Still, there was something about him&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;How much do you want for him?&#8221; de Leyer asked.<\/p>\n<p>That is how it all started.\u00a0 Harry de Leyer redeemed and old plug for eighty dollars.<\/p>\n<p>The whole de Leyer family was out to greet the horse the next day.\u00a0 Down the ramp of the van he came, stumbling over his big feet.\u00a0 He looked slowly about, blinking in the bright winter sun.\u00a0 Then, ankle-deep in snow, covered with shaggy white hair, he stood still as a statue.\u00a0 One of the children said, &#8220;He looks just like a snow man.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>They all set about turning Snow Man into a horse again.\u00a0 First they clipped him lightly, and then they washed him-three times.\u00a0 In a while, the horseshoer came.\u00a0 Finally, cleaned and curried and shod, Snow Man was ready for his training sessions as a riding horse.<\/p>\n<p>But Snow Man learned fast.\u00a0 By spring, he was carrying the novice riders at Knox, and some of the girls even began asking for him in preference to the better-looking horses.<\/p>\n<p>When school closed that summer, Harry de Leyer made what might 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tied up the bottom and filled the tube with ice.\u00a0 All night long, he kept the improvised sock full of fresh ice, telling Snow Man over and over how they would win the next day.<\/p>\n<p>Harry de Leyer now saw that he had a potential champion-possibly even a national champion.\u00a0 However, giving Snow Man a chance to prove it meant hitting the horse-show circuit in earnest, vanning to a new show each weekend, putting up big entry fees, riding his heart out-a long, tiring summer and autumn that could end in little reward.\u00a0 Moreover, a spot on Harry&#8217;s tongue had started hurting, and that worried him.\u00a0 It would be easier to forget about championships.\u00a0 Still, after talking it over, Harry and Joanna decided that Snow Man deserved a try.<\/p>\n<p>So, to Connecticut they went.\u00a0 Snow Man won at the Fairfield Horse Show and at Lakeville.\u00a0 Then to Branchville, New Jersey, but Harry was in no condition to ride a winner.\u00a0 His tongue was bothering him badly, and he had scarcely eaten for a week.\u00a0 Consequently, Snow Man had a bad day.\u00a0 Blaming himself for the big jumper&#8217;s first loss, Harry de Leyer drove home that Sunday night gritting his teeth against his pain.<\/p>\n<p>On Monday, he went to the doctor.\u00a0 On Tuesday, he entered a Long Island hospital to have a tumor removed from his tongue.\u00a0 On Saturday, he got the laboratory report:\u00a0 The tumor was malignant.\u00a0 It was the end of the life he had known, the end of Snow Man&#8217;s quest for glory.<\/p>\n<p>Sitting at the show, de Leyer heard his name announced over the loud-speaker:\u00a0 He needed to go home immediately.\u00a0 Harry&#8217;s first thought was his children!\u00a0 His second-a fire!\u00a0 He sped home, wondering how much more a man could take.\u00a0 But when he turned into the driveway, the children were playing in the yard and there stood the house.\u00a0 Joanna was close to hysteria, however.\u00a0 A message had come from the hospital that Harry&#8217;s laboratory report had been mixed up with another:\u00a0 The tumor was no malignant!<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;All of a sudden,&#8221;\u00a0 Harry says, &#8220;my life was handed back to me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>From then on, the summer and early fall became one happy rush toward more and more championships at important shows.\u00a0 And finally it was November, time for the biggest show of all-the National at Madison Square Garden.<\/p>\n<p>The National Horse Show lasts eight days.\u00a0 Horses that lack either consistency or stamina are weeded out long before the final night.\u00a0 After seven days Snow Man was tied in the Open Jumper Division with a chestnut mare, First Chance.\u00a0 For their jump-off on the eight day, the course was long and intricate.\u00a0 It wove around the Garden oval in four overlapping loops; it included quick turns and changes of direction-combinations that call for perfect timing and coordination.<\/p>\n<p>First Chance went first.\u00a0 Whether 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the Year&#8221; in open jumping.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>You know I love this story.\u00a0 You might not\u00a0have known but I am that horse.\u00a0 I was matted with dirt, ribs showing and sores and headed toward death.\u00a0 I was in line for death and, I didn&#8217;t even know how bad I was.\u00a0 Then I was saved.<\/p>\n<p>Then the unthinkable happened.\u00a0 In a world with pedigrees and beautiful horses and the most beautiful pastures.\u00a0 This horse was allowed to be tested with several races.\u00a0 With nothing to show but heart, and a faithful rider,\u00a0this horse somehow managed to stay in the race.\u00a0 There is one difference though.\u00a0 The final race the reins will be let go, but it is not to show that the horse is responsible for this great performance, it is to show that the faithful rider is sole responsible for the beginning to the end.\u00a0 At the end this horse will\u00a0hear those words &#8220;Well done, good and faithful servant, well 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