Goodbye old friend
After 32 years of life, Streaker finally laid down and passed away today. He was old and in pain and at least now I know he's not anymore. I will miss him, and as it is hard to lose anything you love, I will mourn. He wasn't just an animal or a horse, he was family. Up until now he had been present for every single day of my life. He was a constant fixture, always there waiting for carrots. He taught all of use how to ride better and how to work cows and he reminded us that just because someone was old didn't mean they had lost all their spunk. He was my dad's good friend and partner for years. He taught many a person how to ride and gave many children hours of joy. It was hard in the end but I'd like to think that he wasn't unhappy those last few days. So my dear old friend, goodbye and God speed, where ever you are.