John Wayne left the other day. I'm really sad. I always get so attached to horses, and then when they leave, it breaks me. I am sad to see him go, but it was for his best. Every so often, he would take a step that made us think he perhaps was lame, but we also thought it could be a balance issue. The vet came out, and he was lame. It's very sad, because that horse had a ridiculous amount of talent. More potential in one hoof than some horses have in their whole bodies. Oh well. This happens a lot to me, it seems. Meet horse, fall in love, horse leaves. At least he will be happy and comfortable now; I am at least glad that we caught his lameness early enough that we didn't stress his joints too much. 
He was a very special horse. Our last ride was ah-mazing. Seriously! We did an awesome little gymnastic; it was kind of a trainwreck the first time through, because he had no idea how to canter the pole, take off, etc, but the last time was perfect and flawless. I am so proud of us both. He really was a special little pony, with a lot of heart and affection. We have a new mare now, Rita. Post coming on her soon... She is something else!
I will miss John Wayne, but I hope he is happy and I know he will receive rest and time off so that he will be able to continue his job of teaching people how to play polo soon.
Almost lovers always do...
PS. Ignore my absolute inability to keep my heels down. >.>
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