That dreaded, horrible call to the vet's office that it's time to come say goodbye to a horse. I knew it was coming, but had a breakdown after I hung up the phone and the appointment was made.
Jett is a beautiful 10 year old Quarter Horse. I bought him as a yearling from a feedlot. He was so handsome but had a crappy attitude. He tried to kick me every chance he had. Finally, one day he backed down the length of his pen and fired away catching me on the arm. I had a rake in my hand and whapped him good on the butt for a few seconds. I stopped. He gave me a surprised look and never lifted another leg to kick.
From that point on we had a great relationship. I sent him to be broke at three and he did OK, but the trainer thought he needed some more maturing. I gave him another year and at age 4 he went to another trainer. He was fabulous. The kind of horse experienced riders love. He had a great work ethic and intelligence and athleticism.
That's why I made the decision to sell him a short time later. I had health issues and had quit riding. This wonderful horse was wasting away in my pasture. The first buyer to come see him snapped him up. I was happy with his new home and said goodbye.
It was a year or so later that I was thinking about him a lot. I sent an email to the buyer for an update. He was very happy that I contacted him because he lost my information to get in touch with me. Jett had a catastrophic injury to a rear tendon that resulted in two surgeries. He was permanently lame and could never be ridden again. And he wanted to know if I wanted him back.
Of course I said yes. I never want any of my horses to end up in a bad place. That's my biggest nightmare. We took him back knowing that he was living on borrowed time. I explained to my husband that horses really need all four legs to survive well and that some day his good rear leg would not be able to support his weight any more.
Long story short, that time has come. I hate that this awesome horse had too short of a life. But I am grateful that I will be there to stroke his beautiful face as he crosses the bridge.
No point to this post but to tell some folks that get it and understand. Thanks for listening.
I'm glad that you two were able to be reunited and enjoy Jett's last years together.
I just had to make a similar decision for my horse recently because of sequential tendon and ligament injuries, so your story hits a chord with me. It's never easy for us, but freeing them from their pain is the kindest act we can provide to the animals in our stewardship.
You and Jett will be in my thoughts and prayers. I am so sorry for what you are going through.
The world is a better place having you in it. Your post brought tears to my eyes. I am so sorry that you have to endure the pain, but rest assured that you are doing the right thing and have done so all these years.