My parent's horse, Ginger, has been sick for a while. She was getting really old and just deteriorating and there was really nothing to be done for her. Last week, she stopped eating her pellets and we knew the end was near so I sat Abby down and prepared her. Ginger was the first and only horse she had ever really known. All Abby knows about horses came from Ginger and she helped take care of her ever since she could barely even walk. She rode her when only 18 months old. She could feed her by herself with no fear of the giant animal following behind her. They were great friends.
Sunday, Ginger passed away quietly in the softest grass in her pasture. When I broke the news to Abby she just cried and clung to me for a while. She was absolutely distraught and said, "Ginger was just the best horse ever! I wish she never had to die!" and we talked about the Plan of Salvation and how death isn't the end but the beginning of the next life, etc. We talked about how we will miss her but that she wasn't in pain anymore, etc. We talked about how it was okay to cry, etc. She began to stop crying a bit and I thought we were really having a moment and then she said, "I wish Ginger was a pegasus-unicorn and could live forever in Butterfly Land!" Then started crying and dramatically threw herself back into my arms. She was totally serious and sincere and it was all I could do not to laugh.We loved Ginger and I am thankful for all she taught my daughter. She will be missed.