Well, it’s been coming for a while.
We fought the good fight with our Sweet Thing for over a month.
But in the end whatever internal problem she had that ailed her so was just too much to beat.
We arrived back from the Ekka last night and I knew as soon as I saw her that it was time to make the call.
There were tears – from the kids and (later tonight) from me.
This part of it sucks. If love could have saved her, she’d be bloody frolicking around the house paddock.
Instead, she is frolicking in the evergreen paddocks up above with Bay Lulic.
RIP Sweet Thing.