To make a long saga short, two of the horses I have taken care of for the last 7 years were put down this morning. We knew it would be coming eventually, as both are old and have been losing ground, but we thought we could get them through one more winter. Sadly, it was not to be, and the owner thought it best that they go together since these two horses are so attached to each other. I guess there's some solace in letting them go while they still had their dignity; I've certainly seen other old horses left to linger far too long and that is too heartbreaking. I tried to keep things normal for them - just another day...the only difference they must have noticed was that I kept filling their grain buckets and handing out carrots and apples and treats - we had quite the smorgasbord... Nothing left to do now but look at empty stalls and cry and cry. Why do we do this to ourselves?