Tuesday, October 26, 2010
It was my horse's time to go last year, but he was robbed of time by whatever accident caused that chipped bone in his hock. My friend should have had many more years with her family and friends. Time taken away from her by another person's poor decisions. That the other person died too is no consolation.
My uncle died five days ago. He lived a long life, surrounded by family and many friends. Another person full of the joy of life with a grand sense of humour. He will be missed just as much, but there is a sort of peace or conclusion that is lacking in the death of my friend.
Death is an inevitable part of life. But sometimes it seems to come too soon and we struggle to come to terms with the loss, and grieve for what will never be.
Friday, October 15, 2010
It's from the parent company of the dead stock company that picked up my horse's body last October. They want to assure me that contrary to rumour they will be continuing to pick up dead stock, and that they are reducing their fees for dropped off dead stock immediately...
I'm already having a little trouble with the leaves changing colours and the bare branches appearing. Even the frost rime on the grass in the morning takes me back to last fall. I really didn't need this kick while I'm down.
I wonder... are they still in the dark ages? Surely they could mark single horse clients as non-contact. Surely they could notify the area vets who will be advising the single horse clients...