The best description for my elderly mare was wooden. She wasn't there anymore. She didn't come to greet me anymore when I arrived, although we didn't really know each other as well as I would have liked, I knew her enough to know it was time.
People sometimes say how do I know.
I tend to think that if you can't see the wood for the trees, it's not time.
If you have no trees and you have used all your wood, it's time.
You just know.
Hugs to @OwnedbyChanter and @MrC
People sometimes say how do I know.
I tend to think that if you can't see the wood for the trees, it's not time.
If you have no trees and you have used all your wood, it's time.
You just know.
Hugs to @OwnedbyChanter and @MrC