She really did take a huge piece of my heart with her. There wasn't a thing she could do that would make me mad... she was just one of those horses who acted so innocent and you never had to correct them. After the first couple days, we got along marvelously for the remainder of our time together. I still just can't believe it.
Thank you, I'm glad that my posts mirrored how I felt about her. I only had her for such a short time, but it feels like I've known her forever. I think she was that once-in-a-lifetime horse, and I'll be blessed if I ever own another horse like her. For now, I miss her more than I ever could imagine, even though I'm still in a state of denial.
I have math to study later and my mom said we could pick up nicer water colours at Walmart later so I can paint Indie's ideal rainbow bridge.. full of objects to crib on, lots of apples/carrots, lots of hay, horses who will love her like I do... just her version of heaven.
I'm so sorry, Jore. Give yourself time to get over her death. It's an incredibly hard thing to do. You gave her a fantastic life for a short while, and she died loved. R.I.P Indie. Posted via Mobile Device
I've already decided that whenever I decide it's time for another horse, it's going to be another OTTB. I also want to get a small infinity symbol tattoo somewhere when I'm eighteen.. but I want it to have little dreamcatcher beads and feathers, since Indie's stall sign had a dream catcher on it. (since she was my dream come true)
Even if we had known she'd had it, she wouldn't have likely made it to Dr. Murch's for the surgery. Plus her nose was too full of blood for a scope to confirm it.
I can only pray I gave her some sort of comfort. I remember telling her I'd be mad if she left me, but then I apologized because I realized how hard she was fighting to stay alive for me. Posted via Mobile Device