Aging brings many challenges.
The physical ones seem especially hard to accept. Horse or human, when your body doesn’t work as you’ve come to count on, it’s not so easy.
In the horse world you often lose your ranking. Younger, stronger horses dominate a herd where you once were the alpha pair. You feel more vulnerable. You spend your time trying to stay out of the way of the young studs. You want to be left alone to eat your hay and hang with your peeps. There’s very little drama and you like it that way.
One aspect of the aging process is that our bodies go a little wacky when it comes to hormones. It seems we have too few or too many.
And what is it with hair?
You lose it in the places you want it, and get it in places you don’t.
That my friends, does not seem one bit fair.
On Sunday as we were out feeding our two old sweeties, the angle of the sun landed across Bud’s face just right. For the first time I saw long hairs sprouting from the side of his nose. One was so long it actually draped over the edge of the feed pan. At first I was confused – was I looking at a piece of spider web?
A human hair?
It was Bud’s nose hair.
It happens to all of us.
Those random hairs seem to take on lives of their own.
Know what I’m talkin’ about?
I thought so.
And if you don’t, give yourself a few decades.
It will become abundantly clear!