shocking experience

Sunday morning at 9  I arrive at my clients house to shoe Sven and his new barn buddy. I get out of the car and say hi to the horse the head back to get my gear. I hear a strange sound and turn to look. Sven is on the ground having a fit. I run to the house and get Sven's person's husband. When we get to the barn Sven is sitting up whinnying. By the time husband gets back to the house the horse is dead.
The group of us are in shock and few days later I seem to still be unsettled by the sudden passing of an Equine acquaintance. 

Small town

I am in the midst of moving and buying a house and getting a friendly divorce. My friend Allessandra owns a small tile company and volunteered her husband Steve to redo the ruined counters in my new house. She is making the tile for this project and giving them as a housewarming present.
 Funny thing her assistant who is getting paid to help make tiles is my wife. So Allessandra is paying my wife to make tiles that she is then going to give to me.
  Small towns eh?