missing all the parts

I've been sick. Really sick. Influenza-type sick. No, I didn't get diagnosed - but I had all the lovely symptoms. Didn't feel the need to pay someone to tell me what I already knew, yep I am sick. I did call and talk to a nurse, to find out my options. I'll save you a phone call, there are none. Seven days later, with the majority of those spent in bed, my body began to win the battle. Symptoms dissipated. It's a good thing, because the alternative isn't anything to look forward to - sadly influenza this season has taken down too many healthy mid-aged people. Eleven days later, I almost feel normal again. Almost. Only the coughing nastiness remains. 

Needless to say, I haven't ridden my horse or even seen my horse. I miss him. All the parts. Even the ones I struggle with. I know Koda could care less if I go see him or not. He has humans that feed, water and look after him. Food is all he really cares about. I know that. But I still miss him. 

I always wonder, do horses miss their humans - just a little? They do seem to recognize us. Missing someone is a human trait, and yet horses call out for each other. Perhaps they do miss us, to some degree?

Koda must be terribly out of shape, doing lots of nothing. Gee, that kinda sounds like me. I tried to at least start back to yoga this week, it went something like this: deep breath in...cough! cough! cough! I gave up shortly after I started. The only thing getting a workout was my already overactive irritated lungs. Maybe next week?

Until then, I miss...

this muzzle

...and I miss...

this face

...and even if I try not to, I miss...

her sweetness

I am making the drive this weekend, regardless of the weather or how I feel. I doubt I'll ride, but it will be great to see our horses again regardless!!