Right From the Horse’s Mouth

We saved a human.  A horse told us to.  What’s the connection?

It appeared to be picture perfect.  An out of the way B&B nestled in the hills of TN; large stone fireplace, red leather and vintage furnishings that complimented the honey colored log walls.  Log structures have a fragrance, a scent of wood that’s unmistakable and unforgettable.

Cath was coming to town.  We were going to work on TG Connection and attend a nearby fiddle and mandolin workshop.  I knew she would love this place.  She did.

Our hostess met us at the door.  She assured us that the big barking dog behind the curtained patio doors was not going to be a problem, he would just bark.

We were given a quick tour of the lodge, the breakfast area and ushered to our room at the top of the stairs.  We were invited to roam the 60 plus acres, and visit the horses down the trail.

Glancing through the guest register told us no one had stayed here in a very long while.  (A slight vision of the Bates Motel flitted through my mind.)

The dusty trail hadn’t been cleared in months, maybe years.  Fallen trees were strewn about.  Weeds were high.  Neglect was in full bloom.

Then, there they were…the horses.  As we approached the corrals, Cath was the first to grasp and gasp, “These horses are starving!”   Our sleuth-like senses of Attentiveness and Listening became peaked and engaged.         Nancy Drew was now on the job.

  • Hipbones protruding
  • Ribs showing and countable
  • No edible natural grass.
  • Water in troughs, black and undrinkable
  • Hose from water faucet, brittle, broken and un-usable.
  • Small amount of wet hay in one pen….inedible

ConclusionCare Missing = 5 Horses in big trouble.

Our light hearted afternoon walk had become serious business. Without a word, we made a decision to do something.  We had to get fresh water to the suffering animals….but then what?

Was this any of our business?  Was this our Responsibility?   What could we do that would make a difference?

After a sleepless night and much conversation we decided to talk to our hostess about the horses.  We were kind in our approach and listened attentively to her response.  It became clear that this lovely woman was alone and suffering some diminished capacity.  Her perception of time and events was vague and confused.

My neighbor is a farrier (blacksmith) and a member of the Humane Society.  He would know what to do.

That was three weeks ago.  The horses have been rescued.  One had such bad teeth that he couldn’t eat.  He’s better now.  The owner, our hostess, is receiving help to Care for them.  The barking dog that was closed up has also been rescued. Most importantly, because of what the horses told us, a woman, a stranger, is being helped by neighbors and a community that never had a clue.

No matter where we are or what situation we find ourselves in, Love has a place.  Every aspect of our lives is waiting for us to make the connection.  We can all make a difference if we are Attentive and Listen… as we pass by.

Do you have a story to share about Attentiveness and Listening (or the lack thereof)?  Email us: [email protected]

 

 

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  1. Jim McLellan
    May 4, 2011 | 8:16 pm

    Bravo! How many of us H-beans have been witness to a situation that needed help (fixin, down South) and did nothing?
    Thinking about “IT”, talking about “IT”, worrying about “IT” does not the least amount of good. “IT’s” ALL in the DOING, for without the DOING it doesn’t count!

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Right From the Horse’s Mouth

We saved a human.  A horse told us to.  What’s the connection?

It appeared to be picture perfect.  An out of the way B&B nestled in the hills of TN; large stone fireplace, red leather and vintage furnishings that complimented the honey colored log walls.  Log structures have a fragrance, a scent of wood that’s unmistakable and unforgettable.

Cath was coming to town.  We were going to work on TG Connection and attend a nearby fiddle and mandolin workshop.  I knew she would love this place.  She did.

Our hostess met us at the door.  She assured us that the big barking dog behind the curtained patio doors was not going to be a problem, he would just bark.

We were given a quick tour of the lodge, the breakfast area and ushered to our room at the top of the stairs.  We were invited to roam the 60 plus acres, and visit the horses down the trail.

Glancing through the guest register told us no one had stayed here in a very long while.  (A slight vision of the Bates Motel flitted through my mind.)

The dusty trail hadn’t been cleared in months, maybe years.  Fallen trees were strewn about.  Weeds were high.  Neglect was in full bloom.

Then, there they were…the horses.  As we approached the corrals, Cath was the first to grasp and gasp, “These horses are starving!”   Our sleuth-like senses of Attentiveness and Listening became peaked and engaged.         Nancy Drew was now on the job.

  • Hipbones protruding
  • Ribs showing and countable
  • No edible natural grass.
  • Water in troughs, black and undrinkable
  • Hose from water faucet, brittle, broken and un-usable.
  • Small amount of wet hay in one pen….inedible

ConclusionCare Missing = 5 Horses in big trouble.

Our light hearted afternoon walk had become serious business. Without a word, we made a decision to do something.  We had to get fresh water to the suffering animals….but then what?

Was this any of our business?  Was this our Responsibility?   What could we do that would make a difference?

After a sleepless night and much conversation we decided to talk to our hostess about the horses.  We were kind in our approach and listened attentively to her response.  It became clear that this lovely woman was alone and suffering some diminished capacity.  Her perception of time and events was vague and confused.

My neighbor is a farrier (blacksmith) and a member of the Humane Society.  He would know what to do.

That was three weeks ago.  The horses have been rescued.  One had such bad teeth that he couldn’t eat.  He’s better now.  The owner, our hostess, is receiving help to Care for them.  The barking dog that was closed up has also been rescued. Most importantly, because of what the horses told us, a woman, a stranger, is being helped by neighbors and a community that never had a clue.

No matter where we are or what situation we find ourselves in, Love has a place.  Every aspect of our lives is waiting for us to make the connection.  We can all make a difference if we are Attentive and Listen… as we pass by.

Do you have a story to share about Attentiveness and Listening (or the lack thereof)?  Email us: [email protected]

 

 

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  1. Jim McLellan
    May 4, 2011 | 8:16 pm

    Bravo! How many of us H-beans have been witness to a situation that needed help (fixin, down South) and did nothing?
    Thinking about “IT”, talking about “IT”, worrying about “IT” does not the least amount of good. “IT’s” ALL in the DOING, for without the DOING it doesn’t count!

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Right From the Horse’s Mouth

We saved a human.  A horse told us to.  What’s the connection?

It appeared to be picture perfect.  An out of the way B&B nestled in the hills of TN; large stone fireplace, red leather and vintage furnishings that complimented the honey colored log walls.  Log structures have a fragrance, a scent of wood that’s unmistakable and unforgettable.

Cath was coming to town.  We were going to work on TG Connection and attend a nearby fiddle and mandolin workshop.  I knew she would love this place.  She did.

Our hostess met us at the door.  She assured us that the big barking dog behind the curtained patio doors was not going to be a problem, he would just bark.

We were given a quick tour of the lodge, the breakfast area and ushered to our room at the top of the stairs.  We were invited to roam the 60 plus acres, and visit the horses down the trail.

Glancing through the guest register told us no one had stayed here in a very long while.  (A slight vision of the Bates Motel flitted through my mind.)

The dusty trail hadn’t been cleared in months, maybe years.  Fallen trees were strewn about.  Weeds were high.  Neglect was in full bloom.

Then, there they were…the horses.  As we approached the corrals, Cath was the first to grasp and gasp, “These horses are starving!”   Our sleuth-like senses of Attentiveness and Listening became peaked and engaged.         Nancy Drew was now on the job.

  • Hipbones protruding
  • Ribs showing and countable
  • No edible natural grass.
  • Water in troughs, black and undrinkable
  • Hose from water faucet, brittle, broken and un-usable.
  • Small amount of wet hay in one pen….inedible

ConclusionCare Missing = 5 Horses in big trouble.

Our light hearted afternoon walk had become serious business. Without a word, we made a decision to do something.  We had to get fresh water to the suffering animals….but then what?

Was this any of our business?  Was this our Responsibility?   What could we do that would make a difference?

After a sleepless night and much conversation we decided to talk to our hostess about the horses.  We were kind in our approach and listened attentively to her response.  It became clear that this lovely woman was alone and suffering some diminished capacity.  Her perception of time and events was vague and confused.

My neighbor is a farrier (blacksmith) and a member of the Humane Society.  He would know what to do.

That was three weeks ago.  The horses have been rescued.  One had such bad teeth that he couldn’t eat.  He’s better now.  The owner, our hostess, is receiving help to Care for them.  The barking dog that was closed up has also been rescued. Most importantly, because of what the horses told us, a woman, a stranger, is being helped by neighbors and a community that never had a clue.

No matter where we are or what situation we find ourselves in, Love has a place.  Every aspect of our lives is waiting for us to make the connection.  We can all make a difference if we are Attentive and Listen… as we pass by.

Do you have a story to share about Attentiveness and Listening (or the lack thereof)?  Email us: [email protected]

 

 

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  1. Jim McLellan
    May 4, 2011 | 8:16 pm

    Bravo! How many of us H-beans have been witness to a situation that needed help (fixin, down South) and did nothing?
    Thinking about “IT”, talking about “IT”, worrying about “IT” does not the least amount of good. “IT’s” ALL in the DOING, for without the DOING it doesn’t count!

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Right From the Horse’s Mouth

We saved a human.  A horse told us to.  What’s the connection?

It appeared to be picture perfect.  An out of the way B&B nestled in the hills of TN; large stone fireplace, red leather and vintage furnishings that complimented the honey colored log walls.  Log structures have a fragrance, a scent of wood that’s unmistakable and unforgettable.

Cath was coming to town.  We were going to work on TG Connection and attend a nearby fiddle and mandolin workshop.  I knew she would love this place.  She did.

Our hostess met us at the door.  She assured us that the big barking dog behind the curtained patio doors was not going to be a problem, he would just bark.

We were given a quick tour of the lodge, the breakfast area and ushered to our room at the top of the stairs.  We were invited to roam the 60 plus acres, and visit the horses down the trail.

Glancing through the guest register told us no one had stayed here in a very long while.  (A slight vision of the Bates Motel flitted through my mind.)

The dusty trail hadn’t been cleared in months, maybe years.  Fallen trees were strewn about.  Weeds were high.  Neglect was in full bloom.

Then, there they were…the horses.  As we approached the corrals, Cath was the first to grasp and gasp, “These horses are starving!”   Our sleuth-like senses of Attentiveness and Listening became peaked and engaged.         Nancy Drew was now on the job.

  • Hipbones protruding
  • Ribs showing and countable
  • No edible natural grass.
  • Water in troughs, black and undrinkable
  • Hose from water faucet, brittle, broken and un-usable.
  • Small amount of wet hay in one pen….inedible

ConclusionCare Missing = 5 Horses in big trouble.

Our light hearted afternoon walk had become serious business. Without a word, we made a decision to do something.  We had to get fresh water to the suffering animals….but then what?

Was this any of our business?  Was this our Responsibility?   What could we do that would make a difference?

After a sleepless night and much conversation we decided to talk to our hostess about the horses.  We were kind in our approach and listened attentively to her response.  It became clear that this lovely woman was alone and suffering some diminished capacity.  Her perception of time and events was vague and confused.

My neighbor is a farrier (blacksmith) and a member of the Humane Society.  He would know what to do.

That was three weeks ago.  The horses have been rescued.  One had such bad teeth that he couldn’t eat.  He’s better now.  The owner, our hostess, is receiving help to Care for them.  The barking dog that was closed up has also been rescued. Most importantly, because of what the horses told us, a woman, a stranger, is being helped by neighbors and a community that never had a clue.

No matter where we are or what situation we find ourselves in, Love has a place.  Every aspect of our lives is waiting for us to make the connection.  We can all make a difference if we are Attentive and Listen… as we pass by.

Do you have a story to share about Attentiveness and Listening (or the lack thereof)?  Email us: [email protected]

 

 

One Response to Right From the Horse’s Mouth
  1. Jim McLellan
    May 4, 2011 | 8:16 pm

    Bravo! How many of us H-beans have been witness to a situation that needed help (fixin, down South) and did nothing?
    Thinking about “IT”, talking about “IT”, worrying about “IT” does not the least amount of good. “IT’s” ALL in the DOING, for without the DOING it doesn’t count!

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