Horses are so responsive. Earlier, I collapsed and sobbed in the field. My baby horse (she's three) nearly caused a stampede to get to me. She comforted me and nuzzled me as I cried.
Then, once I returned to my house, I broke down again. I sobbed, and wailed pathetically like a child. My other two dogs sat by my side as I cried over Mo, my dog whom I recently had to put down.
Then, I cried again because I failed that people that love me and that I love back, because I can't be happy with myself.
I am such a baby sometimes, but the world seems a little bit gentler with my animals around.
Extreme side note, Benjamin Tallmadge (TURN) riding a beautiful horse, is hot.
-Jay