A few months ago Spud got what we call "Speedy privileges,” where our senior equine friends get to roam free on our property. He LOVED that so much! and I am so happy that he got to spend his final days at Summerwood free, and full of choice, to do whatever he liked. He could break in to a lesson, stand in the sprinklers with the kids, visit the hay shed but, he mostly liked standing with his mares, Ryder and Starla, up on the top of our hill, where he used to live so many years ago, with his best friend Blue, who departed well over a decade ago. It was interesting to see that left to his own devices that this is where he would choose to go. He must have had fond memories of living up there, maybe, even after being moved in to the barn, to swankier accommodations, I guess he must have still considered the old pipe corrals home.
Letting Spud go tonight was hard, and I am very grateful for Jen, who was with me. Strangely, we were at the barn much later than we normally would be, which was so lucky, otherwise Spud could have suffered all night and into the morning. The loss of a loved one is never easy, but I feel some comfort that Spud is now free. Really free, no more soreness in his feet to hold him back, nothing to hold him back. Last night was really tough, I was wishing that Spud could tell me what he wanted, and then i realized that he already had! Last year he told Lydia Hiby, the animal communicator, that when his time came, that we were to please let him go, that he loved his life with us, and loved everyone who loved him, and that he felt very lucky to have had his life with us. Well, spud, we were the lucky ones. I love you boy, and I thank you, with all of my heart. You will be greatly missed.