Here is a picture of the greatest horse that has ever been in my life. A week ago Thursday I had to put this great horse out to pasture and by that I mean I had to put her to sleep.
Her name was Sweetie and she was 35 years old, but she lived a happy, long life with me. I know that she is no longer in pain. She is up there running free in lush green pastures and I know that she is feeling young again and so for that I am very happy and very blessed to have had her in my life. I am sure there will be other horses, but never one like her. I don't know how bad a mood I was in, I could always tell her all my problems and all my troubles and she was there to listen to me through it all. I know that she will be missed. Not a day goes by that I don't miss her, but all good cowboys know that this day will come in their life. They say what doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
In all my years of working with horses, I never even dreamed that I would have one to make the connection with me that she made. They say an animal's eyes are a window to its soul. So I know from first hand experience, Sweetie had a heart to go with her personality and I saw it every day. For the people that don't know how she interacted with me it was a blessing and a miracle. What is so special about her is that she didn't care that I was in a wheelchair. She looked beyond the chair and looked at me for the person that I am and when it comes down to it, there is not many horses or people that will do that.
