I've always believed that love is not enough. You can love as much as you want but you still need to be reasonable, thoughtful and respectful. I'm someone who loves animals with a capital L. They feed my soul and bring serenity and balance to my life.
Today, love is not enough. I can love Whiskey to the moon and back. I do love her to the moon and back. The simple truth is there is not enough love in the world to fix what is wrong with her. On this cold and blustery day, Sam - the vet came out. She wanted to rule out an easy fix. Something like an abscess. We stood in the cold wind and talked. I'm not going to lie. I've been around horses for a long time. I know, deeply and intrinsically, when something is wrong. And something is wrong with my beloved mare. The vet thinks it's likely a broken bone in her foot or a torn suspensory. We can do x-rays. We can "de-nerve" her. We can put on corrective shoeing. But to what end? I asked if x-rays would help. Sam shrugged helplessly. She said they would just tell us definitively what's wrong, not fix her. Basically there is no fix. I trust my vet. She is skilled, experienced and maintains up to date practice. She is a life long learner. I trust my vet with my horses life. All of the options presented don't change the outcome. They just change the timeline.
We are looking at quality of life here. My hope had been that she could manage to be a companion for Marnie. The reality is that's not going to happen. We're going to hobble through the next couple of weeks. Feeding her bute, carrying her water, and leaving her snuggled up to a round straw bale.
I need the time to line up things. My first choice is to get a back hoe in to dig a hole so Whiskey can rest at the farm. The back hoe will be significantly more expensive but will bring me peace of mind. Less desirable but possibly necessary will be to "book" the rendering truck. Once I have the after care in place, I'll make an appointment to have Sam come put her down.
I love her enough to do the right thing, even though it's the hard thing for us humans. Some days it sucks being responsible.