Today is an anniversary; the second aniverary of the death of my much-loved horse, Titch. There will never be another Titch. He was beautiful, gentle, and kind. When I fell off, he came back and waited for me. When he was confined to his box with an injury, he was patient and uncomplaining.He was that rare thing: an animal whom it was a real privilege to know. His death was agonising. I've never seen anyone or anything in such pain. He didn't deserve it. But today, he deserves to be remembered.
This is what I posted on the day he died. Sentimental, maybe. But I meant every word. And I shall always be grateful for the wonderful times we shared.