Grief over a horse

A horse I have never actually seen in real life, no less.

I was so sad to learn about poor Barbaro being put down. So beautiful and so brave. I understand why it may have been necessary, for it's the owner's duty to protect the animal. But still, it hurts a little to think of his last moments.

These were my thoughts on my way back to the office after lunch. I realize I felt more genuine compassion for the horse I will never meet than I did for the two homeless men I passed on the street.

I better work on this.

Not that I ever want to be inured to the suffering of an animal. I would like to be more sensitive to the suffering of my fellow man.