Beau.

[brigidsdaughter]

I will never get the chance to make amends.

Beau was, apparently, older than I'd been told.

Those taking care of him for me had to make the hard choice to put him down.  So...my Beau...is gone, now.

RIP, Beau Justice.

I'm sorry.  You have no idea...how sorry.

Comments

[lurath]

I know about that kind of guilt. My old cat that I just put down this February was sick for a long time, but my parents weren't caring for him properly. I berated them about taking him to the vet more often and really wanted to have him (and his sister) come live with me. I KNOW if I had gotten him a year sooner I would have been able to save him, or at least make him more comfortable. Instead, by the time I put my foot down and took them, he was too sick. So yeah... guilt. And anger towards my family for not giving him all the chances he deserved. I was "his" person too.
The only way I can comfort myself is to think that I can do lots of good stuff in his memory (maybe as a way of making up for my mistakes?). Someday I will rescue an older cat that wouldn't be adopted otherwise. In fact, when I'm finally finished with school and have that job, I'm planning on adopting one older cat at a time and giving them the most comfortable happy life I possibly can.
So just think, if it would help, of all the good you will be able to do for another horse someday. Perhaps another rescue. Someday you will have the time and the money to change another horse's life for the better, like you did Beau's.