Everyone loved Magic. And when he got sick, suddenly sick today, we thought, we all thought, the problem had a solution. Choking on a carrot or bit of grain, perhaps? Because the alternative was something no one wanted to entertain.
Magic was a lesson horse who taught everyone, rider or not, why we love horses. He was gentle to the bottom of his soul. He'd nuzzle the palm of your hand, whether that hand held a carrot or not. I can't imagine what it will be like tomorrow, passing his stall and having no velvet nose to squeeze
Magic left earth, embraced by this woman who loved him.
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