Today I made an easy decision that was hard to make.
I eventually transformed him into a handsome horse
He loved food and his favorite thing to eat were Little Debbie Pumpkin Delights and I had just bought him a box a few weeks ago.
Over the last several weeks I had noticed a loss of topline and general slowness in Stanley. I also noticed a ventral Edema that I thought was from a kick. Earlier this week I noticed that he wasn't cleaning up his grain or hay, which is a big fat Stanley red flag. I spoke to the vet and we agreed to watch him for a few days then run some blood. I spoke to my barn manager who thought that maybe he was having trouble eating regular food and needed to go on senior.
By Thursday Night I knew that something was seriously wrong and my time with him was nearing an end. I sat with him in the middle of the arena with his head on my lap for an hour while he slept and I patted his face. I didn't sleep a wink Thursday night.
Friday morning the vet came out and determined that Stanley was in heart failure. I asked some questions about options but I knew what I had to do so I made the decision nobody likes to make.
This is Stanley not looking noble at all. Someone gifted me a custom portrait of him and they chose this picture. It captured his personality in every way and it now hangs in my home.
Today I held the end of his lead rope while the vet put him down.
Goodbye to the best/worst first horse a girl could ever have.