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It was cold and snowing the day we picked up Aunt Bea. She was in a pen full of colts and a round bale of hay. She was standing in the corner by herself not eating, and starving to death. Aunt Bea was, the best we could tell, in her early 30's. She also had no teeth and could eat no hay. She could, however, eat the senior horse food very easily. With a little time, she did very well. Because of her age, no one could ride her. Then one day the Burnett Home for Abandoned Children called and needed a horse for classes they were teaching at the home. They would not ride the horse, but would be able to walk her, feed her, and take her out and talk to her and let out their feelings to her. Aunt Bea was perfect. She had a very good home. At the Christmas party that was held for the local Orphans Homes we met with the people that we donated Aunt Bea to. We were informed of the terrible news that Aunt Bea had passed away. They told us, or they tried to tell us, just how much Aunt Bea had meant to the kids (and the adults). They told story after story about Aunt Bea and the kids, the way she would walk with them, the way she would look in the living room window waiting for them to come out, how she would come into the garage and try to get in the back door, and most of all how she loved to eat. They had found her right after Thanksgiving and went in and told the kids the bad news. They all went to say goodbye, then the kids wanted to be alone with her for a few minutes to say their own goodbyes. The adults left, then one by one, each of the kids came from behind the barn to rejoin the others. They all will miss Aunt Bea so very much.
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