Goodbye, My Friend

My sweet Larry died in his sleep early Friday morning.

He was the best horse - he always tried to do whatever he was asked, whether it was showing in the rain or braving fire-breathing deer in the woods at Promise Land.

He's taken his last trail ride. He had carrots and apples, pats, grass, warm air and sunshine on his last day, and he died peacefully in his stall.

He was the best horse.