My old friend is telling me his twilight time is coming near #horses

My old friend I've had for over eight years has grown very old. Over the last few days his walk has become slower, and the sparkle in his eye is gradually being replaced by that look that says "I'm tired and soon I will go to my forever sleep" I called him this morning from the other side of the farm. Usually, he would be the first one to arrive at a gallop, knowing he would be put onto some lush grass for the day . The ponies do not need it, but old Ed at over 30 years of age needs the best possible pasture each day. Today though, it took him a very long time, longer than usual. He had stiffly made his way back to where I was. I took him nearly 20 minutes to reach me. All four legs have developed arthritis in the last few weeks, and he's lost some condition. Why? The answer is very simple. He is just very, very, old. It means now for me, I may have to say goodbye to a loyal equine friend I love very deeply.

 He's given me and the kids so many years of joy.  Hard to believe he was a rather frightened horse, when we first got him. Free to a good home, never be any good for riding and maybe he would last a year or so before he would have to get a bullet. Almost 9 years on the horse we were told would always be lame and not much good has given me some incredible rides, taught the kids a thing or two about cunning old trickster stunts and kept four young horses in their places, is telling me he is tired. He was down here tonight eating his feed, and even that took a long time for him to do.

I'm dreading having to make a decision to send him over the Rainbow Bridge, but that day is sadly approaching; sooner that I wanted. That day will not be a happy one for me, but I also know it will be the right thing to do. When the time comes, he will tell me in his own quiet way, as our old animal friends always do, when it is time to rest. For now, I'll enjoy each day I do get to have him here, and keep a close eye on his well-being. He won't be sent to the hunt club to feed the hounds. I won't be repaying his loyalty in that way. Time now to start preparing to say that final goodbye. And when that day happens, I will miss him - a lot.


Terrorist Jersey Cow troublemakers and other farm stuff

As usual my Terrorist jersey troublemaker was outside deciding what she could wreck at 6 a.m the other morning. She tried targeting my car and got told off. One thing Terrorist knows and that's the sound of her surrogate parent's voice when 'mum' is annoyed with said Bovine adoptee. I wouldn't be without her for all her troublemaking ways. So there's another photo to add into the album I guess. Terrorist trying to look innocent after she's been wrecking a fruit tree.

And here's my photo of the day.I caught this spectacular display a couple of nights back. We've been having huge anvil clouds rolling in most days and thankfully they've come with a wee bit of rain to help ease the dryness of Summer. So far we've been blessed with fairly moderate weather instead of dry withering drought for months on end. I'm enjoying it!

And last but not least, I'm trying to do one drawing in my visual diary a week. This is my latest result. The kitten is one we had back in 2009. We named her Yowie. She was so beautiful and lovable. Sadly at five months old we lost her to the road. It's nice to be able to draw her portrait without shedding tears anymore. And finally below is one I did in December but didn't get around to photographing the final result. Hope you like them.