When I woke up Thurs. morning I never could have prepared myself for the start of the day. I went out to do chores just like every other day, less time consuming than usual as Dave was gone with three of his horses.I started by feeding the old guy first(Tex) then I went to put hay in the feeders for Jade , Jazz and Blue, usually these three are not together but with the others gone I didn't want Jade by herself....trying to avoid problems.....As I was feeding the girls showed up but no Blue, I called him and kept forking the hay still no Blue so I called him again. This horse has become quite like a dog as far as coming when he's called....so I went looking. Much to my horror and all you horse people know what I'm talking about....when I got over to the corner I saw what I thought was Blue caught in the fence......I was wrong ,what I saw was the poor fellow looking like he was caught in the fence but it was so much worse. I don't know why or what happened to him but Blue was dead. He had not a mark on him and no signs that he had been struggling. I guess I am an emotion driven person, I can't believe that in such a short time that little brat wormed his way into my heart. He went from a scrawny wormy wild bad attitude nut job to an amazing sweet natured beautiful would have been a great horse, in less than a year. I will miss him waiting for me at the gate first thing in the morning. I guess I will just miss how much he had already become a part of the routine around here.