Well, I thought I was past my serious depression after Lizzie's death. Our vet came by yesterday (with 3 soon-to-be-vet students) and they examined Duke and Arthur, gave them all their vaccinations, and even leveled out Duke's teeth. Whew! THAT took a good hour or more. And while Duke was sedated, Arthur stood very close, keeping an eye on Duke the whole time they worked on his teeth! I couldn't believe he would be that brave! I had to stand next to him to prevent him from "joining" the students while they worked! But it turned out that both Duke and Arthur are just fine, if a bit overweight. We feed them very little actual feed, but we have been letting them eat about as much hay as they want. So their vet suggested we cut back the hay we provide them by about half! (They are NOT going to be pleased.)
But generally, everything was just fine and that made me feel a lot better. I had been feeling almost my old self. Until this evening. When I opened the mail, the license plate I had ordered more than two months ago finally arrived. It had taken so long that I'd forgotten all about it. Well, I took one look at it and broke down and cried.
Given that BOTH of my mares are gone now, I felt like I didn't deserve to have that plate at all now! But since I've had some time to think about it, I guess it will be my personal way of remembering Ladybug and Lizzie forever. I do love Duke and Arthur, but mares really are different. They are SO special. They're not nearly as open and friendly as geldings are initially, but once they become attached to you they really, REALLY are! It's just wonderful. And I can't begin to tell you how much I miss them both. So I'll install that license plate and every time I look at it I'll think about them both.
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