Until 8 AM this morning, the plan was to take the mini horses on their
monthly trip to visit the elementary school. Instead, the threat of rain led to
a flurry of phone calls to volunteers to notify them that we were cancelling
the trip. My heart sank every time a call went through to voicemail. What if
they didn’t get the message in time? I felt pressured by the time crunch.
Today was the end of a whole week of feeling rushed -- perhaps more than the
circumstances warranted -- but rushed all the same. Places to be, details to do,
all eating up time so quickly I couldn’t catch up.
Ransom angled his head to slide it between the panels of the fence and
stretch his nose towards me. Towards my lunch actually. My mind stopped rushing
to all the things I needed to get done at work before the end of the day.
Instead I thought, how do animals manage
to be so cute when begging for food? I had no apple core to give him, so I offered
up a frito corn chip. He lipped up the salty morsel and came back for more,
ears pricked in anticipation.
Deep breath. I needed to be back at work in half an hour. But in this
moment, with Ransom, I could just be.
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