RIP Evan
Seems like all I do here lately is post bad news, so here's some more.
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I'm having a difficult time finding the words to tell you all that one of the horses, Evan, colicked and had to be put down Tuesday. He had been with me almost all his life. I fell for Evan when I first saw him as a yearling and bought him a year later. He turned 20 on Monday. Evan and his half-brother Brahm were two of the very best horses anyone could ask for and I was very privileged to have them both in my life. He was still doing great, looking good with no soundness issues at all, clearly still loving his job, and I was looking forward to another show season with him, thinking I had finally licked the worst of my own Lyme disease.
He was fine when I checked on him late that evening, but in the morning I found him trembling, sweating, and in deep shock. My veterinarian made it here within the half hour and we did everything ethically possible to save him, but realistically it couldn't be done, so we had to make the call to euthanise him to spare him any further suffering.
It was terrible to lose Tiger the cat. He lived in the house, he slept next to me every night and you might think that it's hard to have as close a bond with a horse. While it's not quite the same, they are partners and true friends as well. Ev was the ultimate Peter Pan. Although he grew and matured as he learned to use his enormous talent, he had exactly the same outlook on life at 20 as he did when he as a two year old.
It's just a huge loss and I miss him more than I can say.