Diary Horse 22 _top_ — Emily's

I whispered, “Are you lonely too, big guy?”

I climbed the fence (ungracefully, I might add—caught my jacket on a nail) and just sat on the top rail. Storm walked over. Not for a treat. Not for a scratch. He just… stood there. His flank was warm against my knee. For ten minutes, neither of us moved. emily's diary horse 22

He sighed. A long, heavy breath that smelled of clover and age. I whispered, “Are you lonely too, big guy

Emily P.S. – If you have an older horse in your life, go give them an extra scoop of grain tonight. They’ve earned it. 🐴💛 Not for a scratch

The fog was so thick this morning that the paddock looked like a cloud. I almost turned back—my sneakers were soaked through, and my fingers were numb. But then I heard it. A low, soft nicker. Not the loud whinny for food. The quiet one. The hello, I knew you were coming one.

Hoofbeats & Heartstrings Post Title: Entry 22: The Day the Horse Chose Me

There are some days you plan for, and then there are days that feel written in the stars (or maybe just in an old, leather-bound diary like mine).

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