It's been almost a week since my beloved horse, Jameel, colicked and I had to put her down. Every morning and evening when I go out to feed the other horses, I still wait and watch for her to come around the corner of the barn until slowly reality sets in and I realize (again and again) that she will never come around that corner. The first few days all I could think was "why" and I was very angry. Angry at myself for not catching her illness sooner and angry at Jameel for colicking at night when I was alseep.
I miss her so much. She was a part of my life for so long. (she was 24) Wherever I lived, she was there. Every morning and evening she was there nickering at me that she was hungry and that I wasn't moving fast enough for her. It's such a lonely feeling now when I go outside and she's not there. I know that I'm supposed to grieve and move on, but I can't seem to let go and I don't want to accept the fact that she's gone forever. I have two of her beautiful babies with me at home, but even that isn't enough to push me past the sorrow I feel.