thanks, everyone -- i'm having a tough time with this and your support is so very much appreciated.
it's a tradition at racehorse cemetaries to bury the head, heart and hooves to honor the horse's intelligence, will and swiftness. i've always thought that a fitting tribute to the nobility of any horse, racing or otherwise. i had given the surgeon permission to perform a necropsy to look into some puzzling attributes of his stomach -- so i asked that since she would be in there anyway, would she please remove his heart so we could bring it home and bury it at the farm. not the full shebang, but more manageable from an interment perspective.
yesterday we laid his heart on a bed of shavings and grass clippings, covered it with clover, fresh grass, corn, carrots and grain -- and finally some of the chocolate chip cookies he used to beg from us. then we said goodbye yet again and buried him in a spot looking out on the fields, but also right next to the riding arena. in the summer, when the arena sides are up, i'll be able to see his marker as i ride by and be reminded of all the lessons he taught me.