My horse Grandma was a registered Arabian mare that passed away on November 11, 2010, Vetrans Day at 36 years old. She lived an incredibly healthy life til her last day. When I got home from school she was lying in the gravel, which is an extemely weird place to lay down so I was a little worried and I had a terrible feeling in my gut. I ran as fast as I could down to the pasture and she got up, walked a little ways, and layed down again. I was the only one home and immediatly called my mother, who in turn called the vet. After the vet looked her over he said that she was not collicing but her insides were full of liquid and she was extrememly uncomfortable. He didn't know if they could do anything for her, and at her age what we would want to put her through. So unfortunatley I had to make the incredibly hard decision to put her down. Grandma was incredibly close to our other old Arabian mare Dessert Princess (Red), who stood by her through everything. When Grandma's soul left her body Red galloped away, neighed and threw out a kick into the air. They were truely best friends and Red took her death really hard, as did I. She was my first real loss and I think about her every waking day of my life. Grandma will always have a special place in my heart, as my first horse I had ever owned and took care of. She was a beautiful soul, and she will always be thought by everyone to ever meet her.