Hello, kind of a serious post. At the barn I ride at, one of my favorite horses' there is being put down. She has had a lot of illnesses and recently hurt her back leg and my instructor decided that it was best if she was put out of her misery. Fantasy is really old and she lived a long and happy life. Today we said our last goodbyes.
She is being put down Monday...
I am so so so so so so so so sorry for you. We are all here for you. Fly straight and find your rest Fanstay May You rest happy in the golden meadow
I know I'm late to this, but I'm sorry for your stable's loss. My stable, in fact, (well, not MY stable but the one I ride at) lost a horse a few weeks ago as well.
His name was Cowboy. He was a tan and white pinto with one blue eye and THE SMOOTHEST CANTER IN EXISTENCE. He colicked and had to get surgery. Thankfully, he survived the surgery with no visible complications. Two days after surgery, he was perkier than ever, his painkillers were in full effect, he had been drinking some water, and he simply lay down in his stall and stopped breathing that morning. If I had been there, I may have never stopped crying. As it was – read from an email off my mom's phone – I dried my tears on my pillow that night and was in a bad mood all of the next day. I'm fine now, though.