Tell me how people can watch a horse writhing in
pain and not pick up a phone or walk a few yards to tell me. Marisa
kinked a colon and went down in excruciating pain. The neighbors just
watched. Another neighbor was driving by and turned around immediately
to call me, but by the time I hung up the phone and got to her, Marisa
was dead.
My first Egyptian, my first love. The best moving
horse I have ever known. Her unique personality and that she loved me
will haunt me forever. I wasn't there for her. I'm so sorry, Marisa.
