Sorrow

On Thanksgiving my beloved horse Luke died. Luke was almost 27 years old (certainly not young) and he had spent almost half of his life with me. When I got Luke, he had pulled both of his suspensory ligaments and as a result couldn't even walk without a hitch in his step. Slowly and surely we nursed him back to health and he spent the rest of his life on our lovely farm, frolicking about like a five year old. Luke is the first horse I have lost and it has torn an unfathomable chunk out of my heart. Luke died quietly in the back pasture, without any major medical issues which often plague horses his age.

I miss him fiercely! It is like losing a spouse or a sibling.

Luke friend Joker is still doing quite well even with the lost of his best friend