Prayers for Celeste and Bagheera.
Grief for a horse is so strong... I have had family members pass away, and not felt so strongly for them as I have for the animals, as skewed as that might sound. The horses... they're innocent. They don't say a bad word to you. I remember in my freshman year of high school, my uncle committed a violent suicide, but I was more upset when two neighboring horses I loved died. My mare grieved as well, she and they would get along very well. All three were profound deaths, none senseless. Perhaps it pained me more for the horses to die than my uncle, because for my uncle I felt that he had given up on his own accord, but for the horses I felt that the sudden illnesses they died from gave them no choice. I also think horses take grief themselves in a profound way. My mare would run when turned out to go and wait by the fence. Just this year a horse that looked like one of the dead ones was resting in the previous horse's spot, and my mare screamed and kicked up wads of dirt galloping to him with her tail, ears, and head up, slid to a stop, with the deepest look of disappointment when she saw it was not her friend. That really broke my heart, more than I think it did for her.