09/09/2026
Hello friends, I’ve been quiet recently as I took time to process a deep loss. Last month, I said goodbye to my dear old horse Mick. I’d known him since I was 13 years old. He belonged to Cathy Cartwright, my “barn mom,” who first taught me how to ride.
Back then, Mick and I competed in saddle seat together. He loved being the center of attention and would smile at the judge when we came in to line up, winning countless blue ribbons. Even after I left for college, I’d visit Mick and Cathy when I came home, and we’d go for rides together.
When I told Cathy I was starting my own barn, she offered to send Mick to live with me. She was getting older, Mick was too, and she loved the idea of him retiring to play and connect with me at Liberty. When Cathy passed away two years later, Mick and I were there for each other.
We built a whole new kind of relationship together. Mick was my first Liberty horse, and watching our bond evolve through freedom, choice, and presence was one of the greatest joys of my life. He still loved being the center of attention, but instead of judges, he beamed at anyone and everyone who came to visit, winning countless hearts.
When Mick turned thirty this year, I knew our precious time was growing short, though I always wished for just a little more. Last month, his health began to decline rapidly and our time ran out. At the equine hospital, it became clear that his body was growing tired, and his comfort was fading. Looking into his eyes, I knew he was ready to rest.
His favorite treat had always been peppermint candies, and he perked up when I offered him one. Before long, he’d eaten the whole bowl 😊 I stayed with him and thanked him for being my greatest teacher. I told him there’d never be another horse like him. I asked him to give Cathy all our love. And then we said goodbye.
I am heartbroken by his loss. I know many horse lovers are familiar with this feeling. It is the price of the profound, heartfelt bonds we build with our horses, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. After all, “What is grief, if not love persevering?” ❤️