Goodbye...

Today we had to say goodbye to our horse Chewy. He has been sick for a month now and finally passed on in the night last night. It has been a long month for all of us the horse included. He was a tough customer to have lived for a month with a stone the size of small bowling ball blocking his intestines.

Here he is in our Family Picture in 2004.

Gavin loved Chewy he could rope and gather cows on him, I couldn't even count the number of hours Gavin spent on him over the years.

Gavin roping on him in Flagstaff, AZ. 2004

Gavin bought Chewy from my Grandpa Bowler when he was 6. He and my Dad trained him to be a rope horse. He was a firecracker to ride, I guess that is why Gavin liked him so much. He definitely had a lot of heart and try.

A few weeks ago we took Chewy back to my Grandpa's place so he could watch him while we were gone on the Deer Hunt. He had been there ever since. We will forever be grateful to my Grandpa Bowler, Dad, Uncle John and Dr. Max Brinkerhoff for caring for Chewy these past weeks. He was given the best care a horse could ask for.

Now I like to think of him in that big pasture in the sky, chasing cows and eating tall grass. Goodbye old friend we'll miss you.