Well. I guess we all knew this day was coming, but really it doesn’t make it any easier.
This weekend, my older sister, Dallas, was in charge of doing Brenda’s barn chores, because she was going away for a couple days. And last night was Dallas’s first night of the weekend for feeding, and after she got all the food prepaired, David (Who was helping) called Dallas over to Breezy’s stall urgently. She was down. Like down, down. Breezy was around 24 years old maybe…somewhere in there. And she was having stuggled with breathing. Before this, Brenda was worried about it, because she wasn’t looking good. Well, last night she went to horsey heaven. The vet had to come put her down :( This is the first time any horse in our barn has died. And what’s worse, (And I don’t mean to gross you guys out or anything) Breezy’s body has to stay there till tomorrow (Monday) because the people who come get dead horses, won’t do it on Sundays. Thank God it’s cold out.
It was hard. I cried, but more so in sympathy for Brenda, who was losing one of her very dear horses that she worked so hard to keep healthy. I could not be a vet. No way, no how.
I was wearing my shorter green ‘army skirt’ I call it. It’s a little above the ankle, and so my legs were red, and I couldn’t feel them for a bit :D We were out in the barn for over an hour. I fed the horses, while Dallas and David tried to help Breezy in her last few moments. Thank God also that I’ve watched Brenda feed so many times!
So. There you have it. I don’t know whether or not Brenda is cutting her stay short or if she’ll stay till monday like she planned. She was crying over the phone Dallas said. :(