I've never watched a horse race in my life (or dag race for that matter) because watching it angers me SO much.
But for some reason.... I sat down at my in laws house and turned on the TV just seconds before the start of the race and I watched it. Tears in my eyes while I'm watching it knowing that these beautiful creatures have had and always will have their bodies pushed too far. Then... at the end of the race a camera pans over and shows her down on the track and I lost it.

I waited for the announcer to get back live with her vet, and he announced that they had ended her pain right there and then.

I was so upset I was speachless when my in laws and hubby came in and asked me what was wrong.

Run free now Eight Bells...Your body will never be pushed to the brink again, you are free to run IF you ever want to again.

I don't know why I was in front of the TV at that exact time or why the TV was already on the correct station, or why I sat and watched it. But I was and I'll forever be haunted by what I saw.