Some who knew Bey Heiric said:
“I grew up being taught and always having thought horses to be dumb animals. I think I told you that before. When my dad and I came to work out in the woods, I was astonished. Of course I’d seen some horses that can dance and stuff, but I had never seen nor heard of a horse that was as much of a companion, appreciative of people, and as playful as yours. When I saw that, it reminded me of my own companion, my dog Bear. Unfortunately, I lost Bear to unnatural causes, and I am still tempted to go after the person who did it sometimes. Whenever I think of her I boil with anger which turns to sadness. I know you must feel really sad about it. Your horse reminded me of my dog because of its intelligence and loyalness. Heiric was truly special.”
“As that beautiful animal lay on the ground, seeing the man grieving next to him, I too, wished and willed him to breathe again. If only for a moment, so you could say your goodbyes.
I know very little about life, but, the one thing I do know, for a fact, is that horse knew that you loved him, and he never doubted that for one moment.
His face was so peaceful, his ears forward. He looked as though he just gently layed down and died.
“You were loved. He was loved.”
“You two were amazing. I wasn’t near as bonded to Music as you were to Heiric when she passed away, but losing her, a horse — someone so majestic that I was bonded to and looked forward to spending years with, growing with — it was the deepest ache. I’ve lost my mother when I was 7, my oldest brother when I was 6, and another brother about ten years ago, but this was a different kind of ache. Not comparable to losing a dog. Not even the one I grew up with as my very best friend. I don’t know how you’re doing it. I wondered what it was about losing a horse that ached so badly. I think it has something to do with how it feels to love someone that is so majestic. I can’t put it into words.”
” I also wanted to say how, while I’m positive no harm was intended, for someone to have called him your “pet”, it offended ME! I’m so sorry Michael. He was no less of a person, a family member. He was your world and I have always been moved by the respect you two had for each other. Haha.. It tickled me. You with your shirt off, your wild bohemian ways, taking off with your guy who also got to be himself, neither of you “tamed” by some female. Lol. I also remember that feeling of wanting to see my stallion out on acreage with his own little herd. But he had you and he was definitely more bonded to you than he would’ve ever been to another horse, I promise. I still can’t believe this is real Michael.. Losing Music (my mare from Rhita’s) was the most horrific experience and I had a severe depression afterwards. And I wasn’t as bonded to her as you are to Heiric. The relationship you two had blessed everyone Michael. I’m so sorry…”
“Just breathtaking…so much spirit and personality. So glad you have this video to remind you of him. Love the connection you describe. I have that with Warlord too. I wish I had the time to spend as you have had the past few years. What a blessing that turned out to be. I know words cannot begin to bring you enough comfort right now. He has left an unimaginable hole in your heart. But when you feel up to it, please come by for a visit.”
— Tara D
“I am heartbroken over this. Very few people have what you and Heiric had. He was your soulmate and you his. He was such a special horse that touched so many of us. And his beauty was unforgettable. Yes, I regret never breeding anything to him as I had always wanted to do. You think that last day together is so far away and then their life is inexplicably cut short. This reminds me so much of losing my Joey to the bloodclot. He was only 12 and still in his prime. I am comforted that he went peacefully, but I certainly wasn’t ready to lose my best friend. I know more than most people how great a care you took of that horse. I will miss your emails of questions. He was so lucky to have you. Hugs and love…”
— Tara D
Thank you. Sometimes when we grieve, we grieve forever. It is carried around with us through all our living days. A black emptiness and loneliness inside that cannot be quenched or healed. In a way, it is holy and sacred. It is all that is possible when someone or a beloved animal is taken from us.