Magic died yesterday evening. It was so sudden. The day before we were groomed and loved on together in the cross ties. Yesterday we had a great day in the fields. Suddenly, Magic was very sick, and then gone. I was with him, as were his human friends, and I stayed calm for him.

I remember after Hoover died, and Magic became my friend, how I felt safe when I called and he answered.  I hope last evening that when Magic called and I answered standing so close by, he heard me, felt my friendship and knew he was not alone.

Magic was awesome. Sometimes gentle and sometimes frisky, sometimes loving and sometimes nippy. Lame as he was, he picked fights with the guys and courted the ladies. Complicated, unpredictable, wonderful, a real friend.

I loved him. I hope he is with Hoover. I am alone again.

I am Thor and I am an Equamore horse.