The snow has mostly melted and the lane to the old barn is clear and not too muddy, so I was able to easily visit with Abby this afternoon. As soon as she heard my voice, she came over, softly nickering as she approached.
She's got some mud on her, but I don't mind that - she spends most of her day outdoors, after all, and is very happy. (Tim calls her love of rolling in mud her spa treatments.)
She's not a cribber nor does she chew wood, but she does like to lick the metal bars of the gates. It's an odd habit, and she only does it after she's had her treats.
One of my favorite things about Abby is the pink coloring inside her nostrils.
Who'd have thought an animal's nose could be so pretty! It's super soft, too.
It was just an ordinary visit today, but those are the best. I drove home, remembering that gentle nicker, her happiness at seeing me, and thinking how lucky I was to have a horse in my life.
I love this post.
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