It is definately turning to fall around here. It is cold and rainy. The horses had been out for about a day and half because there were no bugs. I went out to drag them in this morning before they became too waterlogged.
When I got Spirit in I noticed he was shivering. I grabbed Prize’s winter blanket and got him all covered up. It is way too big for him but I knew he must be cold because he let me do it without squirming around. Then the weirdest thing happened. I was standing in front of him and he moved up and put his head over my shoulder and pressed his neck into my chest. In 21 years he’s never done that. Apparently he was looking for even more heat but I had to go to work. If it had been any living creature besides Spirit I would have called it a gesture of appreciation. But I just can’t put “Spirit” and “appreciation” together in my mind. His response if you do something for him is, “It’s about time! What the @#$$%^ took you so long???”