Death is inevitable. When living around a lot of animals, you see is more than your average American. It’s never pretty. It’s not like in the movies. It doesn’t get easier.

My mom’s beloved miniature horse could not get up today. Horses cannot live lying down. She’s been going downhill for a long time and we made her as comfortable as possible. But, there comes a point where there is nothing one can do…they are going to die.

And she did. She was almost 27 years old. Rest in peace, Sunshine. I know the kids in heaven will be happy to give you lots of scratching and love…and the grass is greener everywhere.

This is a photo of her from about 5 or 6 years ago, carrying my son, when she could still support a (small) rider.