R.I.P. Nobelist

The other day, I was unfortunately woken up to a disturbing call. Janel out at the barn had called to tell me that Nobelist died on New Year's day. She didn't have the heart until just a couple of days ago to call and tell me about it. Needless to say, I was crushed.
Nobelist was one of the horses I worked w/ the most, and the closest w/. I saw him go from a lazy, stubborn, lights-on-nobody-home horse, to an extremely talented, willing to work and happy horse. He was doing so good, and was in the prime of his life, still young. There was no doubt that one day he would take nationals. Then, out of nowhere, he got sick and even after he was rushed to Omaha, and put under for emergency surgery, he didn't make it. His stomach burst, for reasons unknown, and they couldn't get him in time.
Even though he was not my horse, it still broke my heart. Knowing that the next time I go out to the barn, he won't be there. He had quite the personality, and I'll never forget all the time I spent working w/ him at the barn and horse shows. Whether it be his happy knicker when he knew it was feeding time, or the retarded tongue sticking out of his mouth thing he used to do. He shall be missed.


The other day, I was unfortunately woken up to a disturbing call. Janel out at the barn had called to tell me that Nobelist died on New Year's day. She didn't have the heart until just a couple of days ago to call and tell me about it. Needless to say, I was crushed.
Nobelist was one of the horses I worked w/ the most, and the closest w/. I saw him go from a lazy, stubborn, lights-on-nobody-home horse, to an extremely talented, willing to work and happy horse. He was doing so good, and was in the prime of his life, still young. There was no doubt that one day he would take nationals. Then, out of nowhere, he got sick and even after he was rushed to Omaha, and put under for emergency surgery, he didn't make it. His stomach burst, for reasons unknown, and they couldn't get him in time.
Even though he was not my horse, it still broke my heart. Knowing that the next time I go out to the barn, he won't be there. He had quite the personality, and I'll never forget all the time I spent working w/ him at the barn and horse shows. Whether it be his happy knicker when he knew it was feeding time, or the retarded tongue sticking out of his mouth thing he used to do. He shall be missed.

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