Yesterday, I was out grocery shopping with my love and her kids.. We came back to the ranch and saw her mom running towards the road in tears. She immediately knew it was Breezy, who she had raised from a foal and had for 17 years, and jumped out of the car.
Apparently something spooked Breezy and her pasture mate Beauty, and they took off running. Beauty came back but Breezy didn't.. her mom went down there and Breezy had apparently took a really bad step and stumbled on her bad leg. She snapped her leg in half at the pastern and the bone went through the skin above her hoof. They put horses down with a pistol out here, and by the time we got back, she was already gone. We just barely missed her..
I only knew Breezy for a couple weeks but she was an amazing horse.. I did manage to snap a picture of the two of them riding two days ago on their last ride. I can't explain it, but something told me to take that picture.
Rest in Peace, Breezy. You were so loved.
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