Indie passed away. I am completely heartbroken and I cannot believe it, I'm in shock.
She seemed to be doing okay.. I was wiping the blood from her nose for a couple hours. She had a small bowel movement. She started shivering.. I went to get a blanket.. but just laid it in the corner because she wouldn't budge. I feel like it was meant to happen, because when she reared up and fell over.. her head landed on the blanket. I screamed as Laura ran in and handled it. She got Indie laying down.
Indie had a few spasms. I thought my mom told me to run and get Dale.. so I started running down the road. I was more scared than words could describe.
My mom came and got me and I kept rubbing Indie's face. I thought she would pull through it. She would kick out and go stiff. Just like Hickstead did, that's when I realized that she wasn't going to be okay. My instructor and her dad rubbed my back as I cried and rubbed Indie's face.
When the vet arrived (he had been called as soon as she had fell over, although he was supposed to come before too long anyways).. he pronounced her dead. I sat there for half an hour, just petting her. It was the hardest thing I've had to do was walk away. My mom took a picture of my bloody hand on her shoulder. I told Indie that I loved her so much and that she can crib all she wants up in heaven.
Some day, we'll meet again but until that day, I'm going to miss her dearly. I feel like I'm going to wake up tomorrow and she'll be eager to see me at the barn.
Forever loved, never forgotten; my beautiful Indie. <3 Hoofprints on my heart.