It's difficult as you watch loved one grow older.They get grayer - they get more absent-minded - they get skinnier without trying.
And then suddenly they can't breath - their chest hurts - they need to see a doctor.
And if all things work together for their good, they pass fairly quickly.
Triple A (aka "Always An Angel") is the oldest of the seven horses I have been watching for the past two years for a friend who is stationed in Germany, and she began not eating anywhere near as much as she normally does two days ago.
When she is feeling healthy, there is very little that can deter Triple A from feed of any kind - and she will fight with the best of them to get it - so I was a little concerned, but also certain she would be back to her normal combative self soon.
Then yesterday, she refused to move - another unusual sign - and then shortly after everyone had been fed in the late afternoon, she collapsed.
And passed after only about twenty minutes.As anyone who loves their animals knows, it's just as difficult as a human death - it's a family member gone.
And somehow having her body underneath a trap in the corral is worse. You can't just easily dispose of an equine body - it's $150 worth of digging for just the grave.
And you normally can't just hand the job off to a mortuary.
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