Tuesday, November 06, 2007
NaBloPoMo Day Six - A Horse is a Horse
One of the things that appealed to me when we bought our land was the pasture across the road. We noticed a pretty horse and his shaggy pony companion (whom I haven't seen in a few weeks) peacefully grazing there, making for a picturesque "country scene." As we've been building our house, the horse has taken up the task of supervising our workers:He will stand there for long periods of time, just looking. It's probably the most excitement he's had in his horse life (unless he's a gelding). I feel like he's keeping watch over the place. When The Offspring and I drive by in the evenings, she has to stop and pet his nose over the barbed-wire fence. One night, Amber and I went to the house site, just as it was getting dark. She was sitting in the window of her room, and I was talking to a friend. We couldn't see the pasture, and just then, Horsie let out a horse-sound. It wasn't a whinnie (sp?) or a neigh - but that strawberry-lips sound that horses make (someone educate me, here). I thought Amber was going to fall out of the window - it startled her so much! Evidently, the horse was in 'his spot,' watching.A few days ago, I drove by the house site, and noticed the horse was waaaaay off on the other side of his pasture. As I got out of my car and took a few photos of the front of the house, I heard this sound. It was the frantic hoofbeats of Horsie, racing to the fence. He didn't want to miss a nose-petting! Just as I was turning around, he was RIGHT THERE:AACCKK! Okay, I'm not a big country girl. And he was all up in my face! I didn't have Amber to distract him, so I gingerly walked up and carefully patted his nose. This was a HUGE step for me. I am not sure why The Offspring is so at ease with large animals, and her mother is a wimp. Horsie seemed satisfied with his patting and didn't bite my hand, but you can be sure I'm not going out there again without Amber!