I spent much of the day at the barn today, watching a playday from a comfy chair while one of my horses was tied near me, grazing happily on lush green grass and enjoying the goings-on.
Ana, the Arabian, has always been very attached to me. Even though I gave her extra lead rope, she still grazed right next to (or in front of) me. Apparently the best grass was right under my feet, literally–she’d push my boots out of the way. She would not stay away from me. (Normally she likes to be near me, but it’s more of an 8-foot radius of being near me–not practically in my lap the whole time.) She repeatedly nuzzled me–I had horse muzzle in my ear a few times–and I just giggled and pet her a lot and just saw it as her being her normally attached self, just moreso.
That was a bit unusual, even for Ana, but the one that was drastically different to me was Firefly. Firefly (a miniature horse with a total chihuahua-“big little dog” type attitude) can be a complete butt. She rarely shows any sign of affection to me. But today, she, too, would NOT leave me alone. When I switched horses (putting Ana away and taking Firefly out to watch the show), she was almost literally in my lap the whole time. I scratched her behind her ears, rubbed her face, etc., and she just stayed with me. She wouldn’t even graze on the grass–she was just right next to me and staring or nuzzling. That’s really weird for Firefly, the organic lawnmower. (She had been grazing on the property for over an hour, though, so maybe she was grazed out…if that’s possible.)
Now, to be fair, I had cookies in my pocket at first–but I scattered them on the ground and the girls gobbled them up, so it’s not like mooching was getting them treats or that there were still more hidden on me somewhere.
They were both very interested in my (very active) 8+ month preggo belly, sniffing and such. It started to weird me out–“What is it, Lassie? Timmy fall down a well? No? WHAT? I’m going into labor tomorrow??” I’ve been around both horses this entire pregnancy, and it was like TODAY they noticed. There had been zero change in them to this point.
Oh, and for the record, both of the cats have to be right next to me when I nap now. Not unusual for overly-attached Inigo, but Mija hates me…so now I’m a bit tripped out.
Any of you have experience with animals treating you (or your spouse/lover) differently when you were pregnant? Am I just hormonally whacked and imagining things?
Maybe I’m just so round I look like a big ripe apple.