Guiny is dead, she was 26, she was my baby, she taught me almost everything I know about horses,

she died on the 22, I can't believe it, it is one less horse to feed, I can't accept that I will never feed her again, I will never water her bucket again, I will never brush and feel her body again,
when I found her I couldn't see her because she was so caked with mud, I believe she twisted a gut, at the end she was twitching and shaking bad, and then her muscles were as hard as rocks, she was my everything, muffin was going crazy and muffin is still a little depressed, and it is sad, when I was out with my other girls this morning, I showed my dad where guiny always stood when I would feed ****, guiny was always there by her buddy waiting for me to come feed her,

I miss her so much, I felt it when she died, my heart hurts so bad, I think she was one of my soul mates,