I somehow knew the end was coming.
I would go into details but not all of you would understand.
What I will say is her death was as spiritual as her life
with me. We had time to talk and say goodbye.
At the end she told me the burden of life was too
much and so I took it from her.
...and she and a big part of me died.

I have in the past tinkered with the notion of
building her a monument.... to enshrine her body in
a tomb but in the end I hand dug a grave in a
clear spot in her paddock, no markers just my memory
to tell me where she was because in the end i wished
her death to be as private as our life together.
I did save a bunch of hair from her tail, I dont know
why


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