I'm going to miss you.
The fastest mare I ever knew, none could match your agility in the arena, and cows trembled in your presence, knowing they would not out turn or out run you. You and my father were one hell of a team, and I know his heart aches with your absence. And now we lay you to rest in the pasture. Your course has been run. Twenty two years gave you a good life and brought joy to our lives as you bore us into the wind and down the trails we shared. Ever vigilant, you warned us of bears and cougars before we ever knew they were there. You gave us many foals to carry on your legacy of speed and service, and always will they remind us of you.
Let your body rest now as your spirit passes on to the eternal pastures. Classic is waiting for you. I know you won't make him wait too long, you'd only get restless and wild with need to get there. Fast.