At various times in my life I’ve been told the following:

You are too sensitive.

You wear your heart on your sleeve.

You’re too nice.

You’re too emotional.

You get the idea. It’s true that I’m a person who feels things deeply. I’ve never been good at hiding my feelings. It’s just who I am.

Lately I’ve been thinking about how much I love all of the horses in our merry little band.

Of course I have big love for Bud and Pepper. They are tucked into a very special place in my heart, and that will never change.

And, I also love Amigo, Red, Baby and Miss H. and look forward to seeing them every day, as if they were my own horses.

Reality check: In case you were starting to worry about me, I do know they aren’t my horses!

But the truth is, I’ve become attached.

I’ve taken the time to know each of them, and I’m enchanted.

For years (except for Baby) I’ve seen these horses every day.

I keep a close eye on how they’re doing, noting any health issues or other problems. I take time with them. I sometimes make up stories about their lives. I sing to them. I talk with them. I see them.

They know me.

They trust me.

And I know and trust them.

There is something quite magical about getting to know any living being at a deep level. The process creates an intimate bond that isn’t easily broken.

It’s how I feel about our little herd.

We’re bonded.

Every now and then I get a pang of worry.

Am I overstepping?

I wonder what their owners would think, if they knew.

So on this last Friday of August, I’m asking you to chime in.

Is it wrong to love other people’s animals?

Or kids?

What do you think?