July 12, 2012
Hoover
My best friend Hoover passed away today. I don’t know how to be Thor without Hoover cheering me on. As you know by now, I am afraid of many things. But I am most afraid of life without Hoover.
I was Hoover’s guardian. My life’s work was to protect Hoover. What you may not know was for the last part of his life, Hoover lived to protect me. No one would have rescued a wild and fearful horse like me, except that Hoover was so lovely and friendly and needy. They came to save him, and I was part of his package. The new stalls with the turn outs were for Hoover, but those new stalls let me be outside anytime and go into the pasture without being touched by a human. Finn became my friend because Hoover encouraged me to go into the fields and made his own way out there sometimes to lead me on.
Hoover could easily have left me before we were rescued – he was in such bad shape. He didn’t. Hoover got me to the Sanctuary, Hoover arranged a stall for me that leads to the outside, and Hoover led me to a new friend in Finn and a herd of my own, all before he left.
Hoover & Finn
I need to think. I could leave now and be my wild self. Or I could try to stay with Finn and the herd where Hoover led me. I don’t know what to do just now or what will happen. I just know that he is gone, and that I loved him.
I am Thor and I am and Equamore horse.
