Good-Byeeee!
I lost a friend today.
His name was W, and he was a 23 year old Grey horse, who for most of his life has pulled VVIPs every year for the trooping of the colour and other such occassions.
On the right is a picture of him…
He knew he was leaving too. He whined and moaned and wimpered all morning. Then when the trailer came he wouldn’t get in. And he kicked. And he neighed, and he kicked.
He finally got in, with some coaxing from the staff. It was a bit melancholy. Poor lamb. As he left I blew him a kiss and said my last good-bye.
I have been promised that he isn’t going to the knackers-yard, the glue factory, to be made into sausages, 0r to be shot. I hope its true. He was my old mate. He only tried to bite me 1…2….3…oh too many times to count. But he was a lovely horse.
The pal of his left behind is pretty sad. He is wimpering. Horses are sociable animals. They don’t like being alone. His friend, A, who he has worked with most of his life will be leaving next week too. Hopefully they will be put together again next week…
Its put a dampener on my whole day now. I cried when they pulled him away.
I can’t believe I’m so sad- over a horse!
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