Sam Broke My Heart

Poor Sam. This morning he broke my heart. I was afraid some of the horses would get a little depressed with Bob's passing. I figured some would mourn Bob's passing.

Last night Rain was a bit depressed. I should have spent more time with him. He was more interested in being petted than eating so that says alot. I don't think King was close to Bob but he was in a lovey dovey mood too.

I figured Dude and maybe Chaos would be a bit upset but they seemed more intersted in food. Chaos is hanging out with Dude a lot more, or maybe it's the other way around I'm not really sure. But I think they may be at a loss without their leader in charge.

Sam on the other hand I thought was best buddies with Brego. Only in the last month has Sam been hanging around Bob. I was afraid that Sam would be depressed over Bob's passing and I was right. I thought maybe Sam would hang out with Brego a bit more but Brego is insistant that he pick on poor Zeke.

The dynamics are definately changing. Last night after I kicked Sam out of the barn all he did was stand there. I am hoping he was just full. But instead of hanging out with the big herd he headed out to the pasture. I'm wondering if he thought Bob was out in the pasture. I didn't stick around to see if he started calling for Bob. I wouldn't have been able to keep it together.

This morning when I called for the boys to come up from the pasture for breakfast Sam came wandering up and went directly to the leanto where Bob used to hang out. Everyone else was up and eating but Sam went to the barn to look for Bob because he wasn't there. Once he was in the leanto and realized Bob wasn't there, he turned around and went for a hay pile. But it was obvious Sam was looking for Bob. I feel terrible. It breaks my heart and brings tears to my eyes.

Poor guy. He lost his best buddy mid-April (with his previous owner) and now he lost yet another buddy mid-November. I don't care how tough you might think you are, no one should have to go through so many losses and changes in one year. To make matters worse, Sam isn't a tough guy. He's pretty sensitive to everyone and everything. So losing Bob is yet another blow to his spirits.

I'm afraid his only joy right now is his evening grain. I'm trying to pump him full of as much grain/alfalfa as I can so he can start packing on the pounds. The winter coat hides the fact he's super thin. I can only hope I'm doing the right thing.

I can't yet blog about Bob's passing. Maybe later this week. But right now my heart is still missing Bob too much to write about it.