December 11, 2012 by phicks2012
Loss comes in many forms, and some of the friends we lose do not stand upright, or have only two legs. Many of us share our lives — often significant portions of our lives — with pets of various types. Some live short, brilliant lives and other live far longer lives.
Music, the most wonderful horse I ever owned died years ago of extreme old age, but until today I had her daughter Sonnet and two grandsons Thor and KC. This morning the second generation passed on. Her heart was great, and like her dam she had reached a very old age — over 35 years.
I have been struggling for many months now to put weight back onto her aging frame, and was succeeding in that. Yesterday when I went out to feed her she trotted right up both times, tossing her head with her tail in the air like a foal, but this morning she didn’t come. She stood looking at me from a distance, and a few moments later she was lying down. We got her back onto her feet, but she was trembling and weak, and when the vet arrived she said that the old girl’s heart was giving out. On advice of the vet, and not wanting to prolong suffering when no recovery was possible, we put her at last to sleep.
Rest well Sonnet! Your life was long and full, and you will be remembered!