Work was draining my muse and on days off I was spending time with Frosty. My dad has made the decision so he's waiting till I'm not there to get the vet out to do the deed. He's already got a backhoe on call and knows where he's going to bury her. I feel guilty every time I see her. I've been spoiling her with treats and love, hoping she understands that we're going to help her. I just wish I could go back in time and not breed her cause then I'd still have my amazing horse happy and whole. Life just really sucks sometimes. Thanks for your patience guys. I'm going to work on some posts today if it's the last thing I do!