Comfort Horse

When we lost Queen in September, I lost my “comfort” horse. You all know the one, the horse that you cry in their manes, the horse that you tell your secrets to. 

Last night I was just in a bad mood for no apparent reason.  None of the horses seemed overly interested in me except one. When Brego saw me climb over the gate, he walked up and stood right next to me. For some reason, Brego knew exactly when I needed the most comforting. He stood there and let me hang on him and kiss him while the others just stood and watched. I’m not sure if Brego was simply lonely for attention or if he knew I really needed a bit of attention myself.

This is actually the second time that Brego has caught me off guard. I don’t consider him my “comfort” horse. We’ve never formed a very tight bond, not like with Queen. Oh sure, we enjoy each other’s company and know what to expect but to really know what the other will do before they do it, I haven’t gotten that with Brego…yet.

This summer Brego surprised me again. When we had them at the neighbor’s Brego came up to investigate my gigantic belly. He kept putting his nose on my belly. I’m not sure if he was smelling or just wanted to keep his head at that level. But it seemed like he wanted to comfort me (and the baby).

So it may be that I have a new “comfort” horse. Only time will tell but it was nice last night to give Brego a few extra kisses and a hug before heading back in for the evening. I guess blessings come in all shapes and forms and when you least expect it.