Over the weekend we took Firestorm out for an adventure away from the paddock where she was born. Her first trip away from home. While mom munched away I walked little Miss Stormy into the round pen for the first time… and was blessed with a special telling moment. Stormy can be warm and fuzzy but at almost seven weeks old it usually relates to something she wants. Most often a scratch here or there, or a bite of my hat or work vest. But she can also be distant. Especially when her play mode is in gear. This morning when we walked into the round pen we were expanding her horizons. Though she steps easily and willingly onto her little pedestal, she was resistant to the first step up the ramp into this scary new territory.
But with encouragement, and after a little rear, she made a big reach.
But as we explored she suddenly realized she was in unfamiliar territory.
That’s when she blew her cool and snuggled up against my leg, pressing very close, as we walked to the center and stood quietly for a survey.
The telling moment I mentioned above. I was surprised that I was quiet enough to notice it. To feel her warmth. All too often I’m out there somewhere like three steps ahead of her. Or three steps ahead of me. Trying to figure what to do next. But not this time.
It was just a moment, but a very sweet one. A moment that told me, when push comes to shove, I, like her mommy, become her safety net. Just a little secret she let slip out. But I gave her a rub and acted like I didn’t notice.
But I did.
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