This morning my boss found Pippen dead in his stall. It didn't look that anything happened, he just died. Pippen was more or less "my" horse, I was the only one who was allowed to drive him because me and him fit right together with our personalities.
Pippen was a 8 year old Suffolk Punch. He was a horse with an attitude, but he loved attention and lots of food. He was a really sweet heart and loved to nuzzle. He will be missed greatly.