|Posted on May 26, 2014 at 2:15 PM|
With great sorrow and a broken heart , we had to call our vet to help our old lady to better pasture. She couldn't get up anymore.
She was part of our family for almost 19 years. I have been trying to prepare myself for the last 1.5 years but it doesn't make the heart ache any easier.
My wild heart.
When born as a foal we first run free
then as I grew, with human to be,
I have chased cattle and ran like a wind
Until I was sent to my last human kid.
I had a great life, much loved and cared for,
My last years of senior in green pasture splendor
And so today, my bones were so tired ,
I had 32 years , my eyes gleaming fire.
In my life, I was born first running free,
Now I run with a herd and a steed
in never ending pasture, and again
I AM FREE !!
in loving memory of our beloved Mare " Buster lady " 32