To those who keep their old horse,
I don’t think a day goes by, where someone doesn’t lose an old friend, or even recent one. Over the years, I’ve said goodbye to many as well. Some go on their own, some have to be helped along, but I’m okay with it, sad, but okay.
Of course it’s sad to say goodbye to an old friend, yet I tend to think of it this way. You saved a horse, your own. You kept him, though he grew long in the tooth. You kept him, when many would’ve shipped him. He didn’t have to experience the trauma of strange places, strange horses, strange people, harsh treatment. For all of these reasons, my hat’s off to you. You’ve taken care of your friend, to the end of his days, and that’s a beautiful thing. So, although you say goodbye to an old friend, remember the wonderful times, and know you did what too many do not. You truly loved and cared for your horse, to the very end. That’s a beautiful thing.
Though it may be difficult to imagine, there’s another horse that can come into your life, not to take the place, but to fill the empty space. It takes time, but somehow, some way, if you let it, another horse can become your friend, too.
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