My mare, Labre, was sadly put down yesterday after having another episode. It was for the best, and she lived a very good life. I've had her since I was in 5th grade! She was a good 'ol girl. We couldn't watch her suffer any longer, now she will be pain free forever.
It just kills me to think about what I've put her through, putting rusty old bits and ill fitting tack on her, and getting frustrated with HER because she didn't understand what I wanted, I hate that I put her though it! I promise to never be ignorant again with another horse and I'm dedicating my life to becoming a large animal veterinarian for her. I can help spread the knowledge so this doesn't have to happen to another horse. I'm so sorry old girl.
Luckily, as I got older, the more knowledge I gained. She has been a lawn ornament for the past ten years. She had an amazing end to her life and did a good job at holding the barn down (and mowing our lawn)!
I just wish it didn't have to end with her last day being in pain, it's so sad. I now fully, truly, understand what it feels like to lose something you are so close to. Having her since 5th grade, she has taught me SO much about what I can do, and can't. Like, get frustrated with her when it was my fault to begin with, or that I shouldn't scratch her in that certain spot or she will kick..
I don't even know if anything I've posted makes sense. It's early, and my eyes are puffy from crying all night. I took it better than I though because I prepared myself for this day a long time ago. RIP, I'll miss you forever and ever.
A person will never forget their first horse.