Today was one of the hardest days I've had since My first loan horse had been put down back when I was 13. This morning, Our new horse arrived and Tango left. I was absolutely devastated.
I got her from the paddock, crying when I put her head collar on and led her right around to the front of the barn (by that time I had stopped crying). Stood and listened to the yard owner and the trailer guy talk till I was told to load her. I led her up, she was hesitant at first but went right on. Tied her up and the divider was pulled over. The yard owner went to grab a box that Tang's owner had left and I was left with Tango and the Trailer guy and I just broke down. The trailer guy is the owner of a big yard where I live and trains horses etc. so he was supportive and understood what I was going through. I watched the horse box drive away and It tore my heart out.
I cleaned for most of the day, doing my usual chores and checking up on how the new boy and Jasmine were getting on. He cheered me up a little as he was going crazy in the paddock. Running around, bucking, rolling etc. The yard he was at doesn't have any sort of turn out, so for the past 15 years, he's only had his own stable and only been able to stretch his legs when he was ridden/taken out. I'm happy with the behavior side of thing. How Jasmine and Harley met and their first interaction was the best I could ask for.
Tango is a fresh wound and It's going to take a little to recover from. I had her just over a year and as much of a bitch she was, I still bonded with her, I still loved her no matter how bad she got. Who know's I'll probably see her again, depending on how much of a bitch her owner decides to be.
I'm not sure how I'm going to be the next little while, so I'm not sure to warn if there's going to be no art or not. We will see.