Patsy Awards are Oscars for Animals. Ed garnered first place in 1962 and again in 1963, 2nd place in 1964, then 3rd place winner in 1965 for the “Mister Ed” series. Animals of all species vie for the honors.

The horse people, including my family, moved away from Saticoy St. in the mid-sixties. The land was rezoned to commercial, forcing out this amazing group of animal lovers. I read in the paper a few years later that Ed had been put to sleep due to arthritis. It was a sad day. Arthritis is not only painful for horses but a severe problem. Their legs are vulnerable at all times because they are so small compared to the weight they carry. When arthritis strikes, it can cripple them completely. They become afraid to lay down, lest they can’t get up again. A horse that can’t get up will die a slow death and can injure themselves while thrashing around trying to rise. I didn’t question the need for this humane act but couldn’t help crying for my old friend. I miss him still and treasure the memories Les, Ed and Pumpkin left behind.