I’ve been told that I picked a really tough sport to make a living in a couple of times…I remember once was at Bramham after I had a run out on cross-country.
The most recent time was when Phillip gave me a hug after Cooper got injured at Fair Hill this fall. The past few months have been an emotional roller coaster for me, but far more important is what I have put Cooper through in an effort to save him.
If you’ve read my blogs then you know most of what has happened to my amazing horse. Cooper has jumped through every hurdle and then some to get better, but the road has been rocky, and we’ve had every set back imaginable.
The decision was made today after weeks of ups and downs and continued complications that to continue to attempt to save Cooper at this point would be for my own mental well being.
Cooper wouldn’t have a chance at having a humane quality of life if we continued on the same path. I will always know that we did everything we could do for him.
Thank you to everyone that has supported him and me. He was a champion, and I hope that he will be remembered for what he was and could be. I didn’t deserve Cooper, and what he gave me in four years was more than any other horse ever could and will…
No horse will ever replace Cooper…although I don’t think I need to say that.