Given the bond that Rose and Torben shared there was no way I was going to have her leave while he wasn’t home. I’ve always said “a day too soon before a day too late” but that does not make it any easier and in Rosie’s case it was perhaps a week… two weeks… too soon, maybe more, only Rosie knows. What we know is saying goodbye to a horse who is still so willing to live despite being so sick and in constant pain is f@#king hard!
A date was set, the vet was booked, the cremation company was booked and we had to hold it together for the next three weeks.
This gave me time to plan. I’ve been present for far too many horses’ final transition, not all of them mine, not all of them pleasant, however all of them taught me something about their final journey home.
I chose the place in the paddock where she would be laid down. I purchased four bales of straw which I used to make a bed for her to land on. I purchased two bales of lucerne hay which was placed around her bed so the herd would be close but not interested in eating the straw.
On her final day, she came in for breakfast and we brushed her all over, got all the tangles out of her mane and tail and made her feel pretty. I snipped off what mane and tail we needed for the jewellery pieces Torben had already picked out. The herd went back out to spend their final hours together.
About an hour before the vet was due we brought everyone in from the paddock so we could spread the straw to make her bed and lay out the lucerne hay. I also cut large pieces of Rosemary bush and Lavender bush which we placed around the outside of her straw bed.