I visit the farm every fall. October 2020 was no different. Gorgeous weather welcomed cool nights and warm sunny days with clear skies. October 28th as I was going about my day, several times I saw Casey out in his field. A couple of times I remember him running and playing in the field. He would run to the top of the hill and then race back down, slide to a stop, and do it all over again rearing and playing. He was full of life. The thought never crossed my mind that 48 hours later I will be witnessing the saddest moments I had ever spent on the farm as I watched NC do everything possible to save Casey's life, but nothing would help. NC's majestic friend was now gone in a flash. How could this be? Casey was running and playing one minute and gone the next. Makes you stop and think about our finality.
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