He is truly amazing - I went out tonight about 11:30 pm, I had just gotten
home from a long commute from graduate school and a crazy work day, and all I
wanted on the drive home was to get there, get my clothes off and crawl into
bed to sleep. I got out of the car, piled up all my stuff, which I could
barely carry, said hello to my dogs who are always so great to greet me and
turned to go on up to the house in the dark, alone. And then I saw him.
He's white, and in the light of the moon he looked, silver almost. A truly
awsome magnetic power, in my weariness, I still could not do anything but put
my stuff down and go to him. Still in my little sun dress and summer
sandels, I walked out thru the damp grass to his pasture fence, he didn't
move, didn't change, just included me in his world. He let me in. After I
crawled thru the board fence I just stood there, listening to him breathe,
the night was so warm out, and quiet - so still, then I reached out and the
soft, silky touch of him, you know when they've just had a bath, greeted me.
He just breathed on me, almost like a whisper, and let me snuggle up to
him, I could feel his white mane tumble down as it covered my arm when I
slowly wrapped up close around his neck and rested my face on his shoulder.
his nose felt like velvet, still a little wet from the grass he had been
nosing in, he pushed on my cheek so gentle, a kind of - I know - as I stood
there. I looked up at him, his eyes were so big and dark - he was looking
away from me, off toward somewhere only he knew, his head so high, ears
foward listening to the night's quiet, not needing to go anywhere, so
stately, you know, like a King's horse, he doesn't seem to know, it's just
me....
finally, when I had my fill, and my spirit was finally quiet again, the
craziness from my day washed away, I walked back up to the house, I have been
so blessed by knowing him. There is a God, and He is good.
you know, it was one of those moment's written on my heart's memory, that I
will see in my mind's eye when I'm 92... for so much strength/power fight ---
when he wants to he's so still & gentle -- 2 different horses in the same
horse... tonight he's the best! (not like the days he has had ALPO written
on his side...) I hope I can do right by him...
Now that I've been blabbering on about my horse - I guess I should get some
sleep....
good nite
Wendy Rude
Washington state