Harmony lived 32 years, 25 of which were spent with our family. She had a wonderful life for a horse. She always had a safe and green pasture, trimmed feet, and was surrounded by her children up until the day she died. What more could anyone want?
She was my babysitter, and the horse I sat on when I could barely even walk. The horse I begged to sit on while she grazed freely in the yard. The horse who taught me how to ride. The horse who taught me about falling and getting back up. The horse who taught me to always watch where I placed my feet. Who was the subject of my first 4H speech. Who taught me how to be tough without being mean. Who taught me to respect my elders. Who taught me that a horse can be so much more than a horse.
It's hard to believe that when we go back to the farm that bossy old dame won't be there ruling the roost.
Rest easy old mare. You were a queen of a horse.
