I am taking a break from my daily routine to stop and share from my heart with you all. As most of you have heard by now, I recently lost my best equine friend. Mr. Connor died last week at a ripe old age of 85 horse years (30 of your human years).
I am still trying to wrap my mind around this loss. Grief does not come easily to me. I find myself distracted, even with the children present, as a deep sadness fills my soul. I find that I am not eating very much, and my energy level is low.
Others have come alongside me to offer comfort. My human friends have showered me with cuddles and affection, which I appreciate. Even Ladyhawke has done mutual withers scratching with me — something that Connor and I would always do, but Hawke never participated in until now. She knows that I am hurting.
Miss Mo and Mr. John have seen my pain and have assured me that they will seek out a new friend for me. Hopefully they will find a gelding horse that has a heart for children and can become my new best friend. No one can replace Connor, but having a smiling face in the paddock next door will go a long way in my recovery.
I will always miss Connor. He had a special way with the children, as well as the other ranch animals. I am humbled to be able to continue his fine legacy by serving the children and keeping his memory alive.
I love you, Connor!
Gimli June 19, 2025
