Sorry, no photos...just a story....
I had a dog named Storm for 12 years. She died a few years ago, and I still cry sometimes because I miss her so much - she was the one dog who nobody will take the place of. I love all my other pets - but Storm was just different. If I was upset, she just knew, and she would come over to me and just be there...rest her head on me without demanding attention. I love that dog! :-)
Present day...I was out working with Thunder and I had a little melt down. Nothing bad...just frustration because of the mud, of not being able to move very well in it, of giving mixed signals because arms are flailing while I try to stay standing up (not always with a lot of luck), just a lot of little things in general - but the mud is what sent me to tears.
Pre-tears I led Thunder over to the panels and I sat against one and just dropped my head to get my mind focused. Thunder started sniffing my hair, so I flipped the pony tail over and he was nuzzling it. All of a sudden the tears started flowing and my head dropped down lower....then the magical moment....Thunder dropped his head all the way down to where I was at and lightly took his nose and nudged my forehead. He left his head down low, and I peeked up at him. How could I not smile? I rubbed his forehead and we just sat there a while. I have not felt like that since Storm died. Thunder just knew....Beth is going to have herself a very special horse! :-)
All I ask is for her to love him and treat him like the special guy his is.
Until later...Karen and Tripp