Yesterday was a really rough day for Cool and me. The vet came out to do some routine checks on him and we ended up in a place where I have never been with a horse and have never wanted to be. I cried about it for a little while last night, did some research and talked to the vet again. This morning, I'm still feeling pretty crappy about it. I was online earlier looking through some of my friends photos of them and their horses, both at home and at horse shows. Cool is so young, only turning 9 years old next month. He's got his whole life ahead of him.
Dear Coolio -
I will fix you if I have to, I'll find a way. Don't give up on me and I won't give up on you.