Voorslag

My Name: Voorslag

Breed: Arabian – Gelding

January, 1983 – May 26, 2011

 

This is a continuously renewing memorial in honor of Voorslag. VTYR’s oldest and most trusted Angel in horse hair. “Voorsey” as he was known by his close friends, is missed by all and will be remembered by many for his patient and always predictable mellow temperament.

Over the years, Voorsey, provided the opportunities for 65-children & adults to experience for the first time the joy of learning to ride a horse. Voorsey was the foundation equine that God used to confirm the vision of what VTYR is doing today.  Before entering into ranch retirement early in the spring of 2011, Voorsey seems to have known that this would be the year that he would be released from this world and move to a new assignment in heaven.  The VTYR staff and friends that were close to Voorsey witnessed the passing of the torch, the changing of the guard, the completion of the transition, as Voorsey passed on his special gift of teaching to “LA”.   Just as if it was the Master’s plan LA has pick-up teaching assignments as Voorsey was growing grey and less reliable…

Realizing that our friend was not going to recover from an ongoing health related issue, we made the difficult decision to release Voorsey from this earth on 26-May-2011.   At 12:07 PM he started his new assignment in heaven.   Rest well my friend!

In preparation for the release of the website, the following is a biography that was authored about our equine partner “Voorslag” in April 2011…

Greetings!  My name is Voorslag and I am the eldest horse on the ranch.  You can just call me “old reliable” if you’d like.  I am a rescued horse and my name literally means “saved from the slaughter!”

Being the oldest as its privileges…  Retirement…. awhhh!   I am enjoying a long deserved retirement and have few restrictions during my remaining time here at the ranch. My human friends take good care of me and allow me to wonder about, searching and seeking out those things which still interest me.

I carry with me a few distinct features that set me apart from my horsy buddies here at the ranch. I’m the only one with white stockings creeping upward from my rear hooves. My hair color is slowly changing from brown to grey, also, you will recognize me because, I’m the one wearing a long furry coat well into the spring.  Burrrrrrr….. I chill easily!