Last week, our aging draft horse Babe came down with colic. As I waited with her for the vet to come, I heard something I’d never heard before in all my years at the farm. From the distance, 4 or 5 times, I heard a faint whinny from another horse. This surprised me, as the nearest horses are probably three quarters of a mile away as the crow flies.
In retrospect, I believe that the other horse knew that Babe was in distress, and was calling out to her.
Over time, I’ve thought a lot about...
