It seemed that he was going to last for ever.
For the last 3-4 years, the vet has been hinting that the next winter would be his last, but he kept on going strong.
But over the last few months, one of his legs was clearly not right. Arthritis had set in, and it was now clear that it was not fair to keep him for another winter. Any other horse or pony might have been happy in a stable for the cold months, but not Humphrey who was a true out door type who would only take shelter in the worst of conditions.
So this Wednesday, the vet paid a visit and Humphrey is now at rest.
He was in his early 30s, and was on his way to slaughter when my mum rescued him in the late 1980s, so he had a charmed life really. I am sure he is having fun again now...