Then the shavings came down...and well, we told eldest son that this was the only time they'd be able to make stall shavings angels. The boys had a BLAST helping spread the shavings around...as you can see. (I'm still finding shavings EVERYwhere, despite taking off socks, shoes, and shirts before bringing them in the house! Ah well...)
In a few, the boys are going to help wash the trailer and get it ready--I have a hay bag already loaded with a flake ready to go. The time of preparation has been surprisingly enlightening and therapeutic as our eldest son has spoken more and more about how he misses Ferrana, but also, how excited he is to be getting Coral.
We pack up and drive out to get her in the morning.
COTHers, thank you for helping me through my grief. Now, undoubtedly, you will be helping me through my transition. Thank you, again, and Happy New Year.
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But most touching was my 5yro son's affectionate welcoming of Coral to her new home. She, as she has always been, was very careful around him, and he was eager and thrilled to own a horse once again. Such a good boy, and such a good mare.
I teared up on the drive home--I am a horseowner again. I am a horseowner again! I miss Ana, but I welcome this new chapter. To the New Year, new horse, and new chapter.
Windward Farm, Washougal, WA- our work in progress, our money pit, our home!
Yay!! What a beautiful mare, and your boys are gorgeous. I am so happy that you are a horse owner again. Makes me tear up, thinking of all you've gone through and now, you have another to love. I'll bet Ana is happy you are "whole" again, too.
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I am so glad to read this. That picture of the little one hugging Coral is just so heartwarming. The sweet expression on the mare's face is lovely, so obvious that she knows the little boy is a foal not a full-grown human.
RIP Sasha, best dog ever, pictured shortly before she died, Death either by euthanasia or natural causes is only the end of the animal inhabiting its body; I believe the spirit lives on.