Today (Monday) turned out to be a really crappy day.
Dear Bob......
Today was one of those days that you hope never comes (but it does).
Fifteen days ago you died from a brain tumor that could not be operated on.
For eight months we watched you slowly lose your mind, not remembering anything or anyone, but some how your friends always found the time to bring you to the farm so that you could visit with your horse, then the day came that you didn't remember your horse and you came no more. We heard that you died alone in a hospital bed.
Well today is Monday, November 2nd, not a good day for me, I know I promised to take care of "Hawk" for you (in fact we moved him from my parents farm to mine).
Well today at 9AM, "Hawk" was quietly euthanized out in his favorite field. He was hurting beyond what we could do for him and the Vet said it was the best thing to do. So as of right now, I'm sending "Hawk" back up to you, take good care of him, he belongs to you again.
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Dear Hawk......
Fifteen Days ago your owner died, and I told him that I would care for you for a long as forever, I never expected forever to come so soon. You were my Quarter Horses best buddy, you and "Blue" were forever the pain in the ass's for the farm. You managed with "Blue's" help to escape every field, every stall, open every door and in general the two of you caused general mayhem around the farm, and to be honest I would not want it any other way. You were with the farm for only a short year but still you managed to steal the hearts of everyone that meet you.
So today I turned you lose once again to be with your rightful master, make sure you find him.
"We Had Joy, We Had Fun, We Had Seasons In The Sun"........
Seasons In The Sun, By Terry Jacks.
Goodbye Bob, Goodbye Hawk.....May God Bless you Both.
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Dear Blue.......
I know today wasn't your best day. I'm sorry you got locked up in your stall all morning. I know very well that you knew something was wrong. Once again you are alone again, it seems to be your misfortune in life every friend you find ends up leaving you. At least after the vet was finished you got a chance at closure, The stallion manager took you over to "Hawks" body for you to see (sorry Blue, I couldn't do it). So now I hear you calling out in your field for a missing friend and I really do not know what to say to you or do right now, but I promise things will work out, maybe not right away, but they will.
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Love,
Liz
(written between tears, so if it makes no sense, just bear with me).