We lost our big guy Mikey today. He was 25. He lived a lot longer than expected, especially for being over 17.3 and having a long hard life on the show circuit. He came to our family at 15, semi-retired to teach my dad the ropes in the jumper ring. He was living out his days here, as Archie's best friend. We aren't sure what happened, but he somehow broke his fetlock in his stall sometime this morning. There were no signs of struggle. His shavings were still neatly laid. He has a tenancy to rest his foot at an extreme angle, and he may have just fallen asleep on it. He is a huge horse with weak joints from years of doing the big jumpers. He had to be euthanized shortly after my mom found him this morning. I was out of town. It breaks my heart that I wasn't here to say goodbye.
|"Valentino" - Named after his heart marking.|
I always love you, and miss you forever Mikey. You brought joy and smiles to everyone you met. You left people in awe of your substantial size, beauty, and gentle heart. Thank you for being a part of our lives.