So sad. So, so sad.
I never really even got done telling the story of how we ended up with this mare, or the adventure of getting her home, and I feel like I could be writing her ending. I never got to tell the story of her first time out- and that Jess is the only one who has ridden her off-property. Or expound on how sweet and kind and just... cool, she is. And it makes me so, so sad. It also makes me wonder if she stopped pacing not because she's happier, but because it hurts too much to do so. Fuck, my heart is breaking at that thought...