Written by Loula Long Combsp. 131-132'I was up earlier than usual and went to the stable before breakfast. Beau was putting up such a game fight to live. Some horses are like some people and just give up, but not my little Beau. H stood there with a light blue plaid cooler thrown over him ; he was breathing heavily, and his little face looked so drawn. If you are accustomed to being around horses, you will notice how their expression changes when they are sick.I called him by name ~ he turned his head slightly, but did not make a move to come for his sugar. I went over and tried to tempt him with a fresh carrot, but he was too sick to eat. I knew by the expression on the men's faces that Beau's sickness was very serious. I went into the house and tried to eat breakfast but couldn't swallow. I wanted to be in the stall with my pet, but when I was there, I just felt helpless and distressed by his suffering. Again I went into his stall, but this time he didn't even raise his head when I spoke to him. His breathing had become much more labored, and his eyes had a glassy, unnatural look. For the first time, I had a feeling that he wasn't going to get well. I just couldn't keep the tears back, so I put my cheek against his feverish neck and cried as though my heart would break. Sometimes I wish I did not love so intensely, because it causes a great deal of suffering; but, on the other hand, it brings much happiness.'Beau is buried at the back of the stable. His grave was always covered by a beautiful flower bed, his blanket made of flowers.
In : My Revelation
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