It was a beautiful, yet sad day yesterday as an old campaigner from another barn was helped over to the Rainbow bridge. It is always a hard thing to watch these regal creatures go down and breathe their last breath, but much harder to see the sadness and grief of their owners when they must do the unselfish thing and let them go.
R. I. P. Willie, it was a loving gift, your trek to the rainbow bridge, as it was paved with a bounty of friends, of family, and the sweet taste of clover as you crossed to the other side.
Raised in suburbia, I've always had the fever to "Go West," but here I am still in Ohio... I did get some horses though! Be prepared to find entries with long athropomorphic ramblings about what my horses are doing and thinking, and the crazy things they have me doing to keep them in my life--Oh yeah, there's some other junk here too.
Jul 23, 2015
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