Foudini had to be put down this morning. He reinjured an injury playing in the paddock that he got back when he was a race horse. Over two weeks of no improvment and getting worse the vet said he was suffering too much. Last night he had laid down and wouldn't get up today and was shaking from pain. Foudini came to me with a cracked hoof and rot. His ribs were showing because his previous owner didn't feed him anything but the grass that was in his paddock. When I first started riding him he had a clamp on his hoof and was a struggle just to keep trotting. Months later it was a struggle to keep him from galloping all the time. He was sweet and lovable and a bit spirited at times. I feel so horrible and sad and guilty. I have been crying off and on all day. I really hope he had a nice life while he was with me. 

Somewhere...somewhere in time's own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some Paradise where horses go.
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.

Stanley Harrison

So sorry for your loss.  Sending thoughts your way.