The statue overlooks an area I called “Beau’s Farm” where I had a named horse, “Beau”, who would hang out in his pasture / barn. It’s silly, but he was a good horse.
He was about 22 years old, he liked typical horse stuff – grazing, eating his Mushys, he loved carrots and apples, he loved being in pasture, he loved being brushed, and he changed the lives of my fiancé & her sisters by bringing them closer together to help care for him.
He was a rescue, saved from being culled after being found extremely malnourished from his previous home. He spent his last years with us happy, content, and loved.
Rest in Peace, Beau.
by railroadfrog
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I don’t know why, because I’ve never had a horse, but I feel the connection one would have with a horse would be a lot deeper than with any other animal/pet.
Sorry for your loss! That tribute is amazing!