Equine/Large Animals

My Beloved Horse. 

16 hands and sure-footed. Fast as lightning and slow as molasses on those crisp & lazy autumn morning rides. Powerful and gentle. Whimsical and playful eyes—made you laugh. But now tears—like the streams once easily traversed with you carried safely atop.

Yes. There is sadness. Understandably you will miss time shared in each others’ company—the day. The ride. The cool down. Walk. Water and groom. Already looking forward to sharing your next ride. It is comforting to know that peace will come. Even moments of smiling, laughing and remembering your beloved horse or large animal. A special friend … one of the family.