The end of an era for me.

Thirty years of care, cuddles, sweet kisses and awful faces drew to a close this week. He was just a small brown horse, but he had a lot of friends.

You give them the commitment, make the sacrifices, and mould your life around their care. You don't always get it right but you do your best.

It's only at the end that you realise it was really them looking after you, the whole time.

I wish I could say, just once "Thanks for everything, my friends"

Holly, Humphrey and Moonie