Do you remember this mare who, in the middle of March, nearly died with hyperlipaemia?
I went to see her today as she was moved to a field nearer to me yesterday.
The difference is huge. She looks wonderful and very changed from the dying mare in Spring.
When I nursed her for that week 24/7, she never acknowledged my presence with any gratitude or love. I was tolerated and along with all I did, but there was never any communication or reaction from her with me.
I honestly didn’t mind. Some do, some don’t. But we all did our best for her no matter what.
Today, I could see what she was meant to be like. I could see her character – an aloof mare who watches everything and everyone. She has a huge sense of pride and the look-at-me factor.
When I was in her field today, she always walked away from me. We never had contact even though she was well aware of me taking photos. The rest of the herd were very busy mugging me for some carrots I had hidden in my pocket or busy chasing BeAnne.
I was walking away, having taken my photos, when she suddenly left the herd, trotted up and touched my hand, looked me in the eye and trotted off again.
Who knows what that was all about but I am glad she did it. A small connection. I never asked her for anything.
Most odd but most appreciated.