I can't believe I am writing about grief, again. I believe my heart is about taken away.
I don't want to talk about it, or even mention it. But, I wish to pay tribute to the love I had for only a year. My heart says to do this, so that I can grieve less. To talk about him. To tell you that he always had an eye on me, wherever I was in the pasture. How he whinnied, every time he saw me and would come running. How his brown eyes turned to me and asked me, "will you be my mom?" I will never forget the day. He loved me, and I loved him. He learned to smile with his long teeth protruding for a cookie. He smelled like heaven in the crook of his neck.
I am crying profusely here. I wish to write something profound, but I can only tell you how a part of my heart left with my Moe today. Maybe, all of it.
He had the best vet care ever with Dr. Michael Brown who was here on my property at 7:20 a.m. when I called at 7. The day lasted until after 2.
It was a very bad colic. I think the worst. We tried everything.
I did have a walk in the forest with him, to try to get him to expel gas and poo, and a deer romped out. He stood stoic, and walked on.
I hope he knew I loved him. I told him over and over. I think he loved me....
I have decided to rename my farm. No longer, Fortuitous farm.
I have acquired the website name, Blessedaretheanimalsfarm
The Beatitudes (look up catholic religion) forgot one....
Blessed are the animals.
In honor of my Moe, and all of the animals of the farm.
I will post when the site is up.
Hug, kiss, and love your animals, for they are here for such a short time!!!!!!!!!!