Knowing its time
Well, my family has been faced with the fact it may be time to say goodbye to our beloved pasture pet.
We got him 2years ago from 2years of being in a stall. Wormed him (had a huge wormcount) brought his weight up, and now he has just become a pet. Ive noticed though, he's lost that spark. he doesn't move very much, doesn't seem happy anymore, and he ditched the herd. We have two herds on our property now, our 4 riding horses, then him in his herd of 1. he wont greet us anymore either, he use to be a love sponge, now he will only come up if you have carrots.
Im getting the gut feeling that its time, and it would be unfair to make him go through this winter. We're breaking the news to my dad (he doesn't know yet) this evening. Then we're taking Braveheart to the vet to get their opinion.
How did you guys know it was time? And how did you deal with it?
Im currently crying my eyes out, and planning on bringing a box of tissues to english class because I KNOW their gonna ask.
Sorry for the sad post :( Also, he's a 23yr TB exracehorse
Never forgot the horse that taught you to be fearless (Braveheart RIP) the horse that taught you to stay strong no matter how bumpy the road is (Caesar) and the horse that always had to test gravity by throwing you in the air (Cali)