As most of you already know I am huge horse lover and well here is my story. Last night was one of the longest nights in my life and here I am back at work, (late I might add, I had 2 alarms set and neither of them went off??) During the later part of my shift yesterday I had this pull to go to the farm, not a normal "just wanting to be with the horses" but more of a NEED to be there. When I got to the house where I thought everyone would be as it was our night for Easter dinner. I came to find everyone running around in confussion and emotional pain. We had lost a colt on thursday and now we were lossing the mare as well. The vet was there to assist her in her way to heaven, and alast she went. Within the time she was dying, we had a mare give birth to a beautiful filey but a month earily. She is very small and has not developed completely yet. The out look from the vets eye's is that she would not make the night. But when I left (at 2 am)she had taken 2 bottles and a shot of vitamines. The Hardest part of this loss is that these 2 horses are the last of my dads "fly girl" blood line. They were to carry on the breeding line. My dad was heart broken and my brother is believing that he is being attacked, (which he is) and not sure if he con keep his commitment to not drink, I had a chance to pray for him(WOW). Our entire family needs prayer to see the light even in the darkness of the might night feedings of a colt so small and helpless but never hopeless.
Thank you all for your prayers