I just received a devastating phone call from my parents. They have a farm about 2 hours away and my horse lives with them. I've had Bleu for 14 years, and sadly he's really feeling his age and going downhill fast. I got him when he was estimated to be 9. He was severely abused and starved by his previous owner but I have never known a sweeter soul. It took about a year of patient kind handling and then he blossomed into the most amazing horse I've ever known. Bleu has been with me through high school and he went away to another state with me when I moved for college. I spent many quiet nights in the pasture with him while other kids where partying and getting drunk. Bleu kept me out of trouble and listened to my problems. He was there when I got married, and he taught my babies how to ride. I'm crying as I type this because I can't imagine my life without him. He is my soul mate in horse form. For a long time, I was the only person he trusted and it forged an incredible bond between us. He is so amazingly wise and intelligent. I cannot fathom saying goodbye to him but realistically he is about 25 years old now and is hurting and losing weight rapidly. I don't know how to do this. He's my best friend...all I can do is cry. These are some pictures of us taken last summer.
And his favorite one is the pink one LOL...
