1. Breathe. Wait. Observe.
I went to get her from her pen and when she saw me she walked away from me. Usually horses wait for me, or if they're at a distance, they head my way. When Sadonis was feeling good, he used to spin and gallop to me (unless it was hot and he was feeling lazy or he was in pain, and then he trotted or walked). Yet there was Eason, heading for the far end of the pen. I felt that nerve-jangling sense of rejection, a momentary sadness. And then I breathed. And I waited. And I watched her stand in her bathroom area and relieve herself.
She's a tidy mare. She has declared the far end of her pen the bathroom. It's as far away from her food (and the gate to the run in) as she can make it. No pooping or peeing on hay for this girl.
When she was done, she headed my way and dropped her head so I could put the head collar on.
There was a time I would have headed after her, irritated that she was making me "chase" her. Now I wait. I've spent years deliberately observing rather than assuming, and every time I take the time to watch, I've learned.
Grateful for the powers of observation.
2..... to be continued.
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