I Love My Horsey And My Horsey Loves Me

Let’s talk about the weird, wonderful bond between a person and a horse. It’s not just a hobby. It’s a whole relationship—complete with mood swings and dramatic eye rolls.

I love my horsey. And my horsey loves me. At least, that’s what I tell myself when he doesn’t spit out the apple I just gave him.

Why Does My Horsey Love Me?

Honestly? Probably the snacks. Horses are extremely food-motivated. Show up with a carrot, and you’re suddenly the greatest human alive.

But it’s not just food. It’s the scratching, grooming, and quiet time in the barn.

Horses are social animals. They bond through touch, proximity, and routine. So when you show up daily, you become part of their herd.

The Snack Economy

Let’s be real: bribery works. A handful of hay pellets buys a lot of affection. My horse nuzzles my jacket like a long-lost friend if I’m holding a peppermint.

Is that true love? Maybe. Or maybe it’s just treat-based loyalty. Either way, I’ll take it.

Grooming Is a Love Language

Have you watched two horses groom each other? They nibble along the neck and withers. Slow, gentle, surprisingly intimate.

When my horse lowers his head for a curry, I feel accepted. The club has hay in its hair and smells like a stable.

That’s love, right? Or at least tolerance with benefits.

Reading the Subtle Signs

Horses don’t say “I love you” with words. They say it with soft eyes, a relaxed lower lip, and a nicker when you walk in.

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My horse greets me with a low rumble like a chainsaw starting up. It’s the most romantic chainsaw I’ve ever heard.

What About My Love for My Horsey?

Oh, I’m obsessed. I plan my day around him. I spend more on his shoes than my own.

I know his favorite scratching spot. I know which side of the pasture he prefers in the afternoon. I know the face he makes before spooking at a plastic bag.

That’s not just love. That’s horse-specific devotion.

Love in the Mud and Rain

Real horse love isn’t always pretty. Sometimes it’s 6 a.m. in the rain, holding a bucket while your horse refuses to walk through a puddle.

Then your horse leans into you, and you forget the mud. Mostly.

Boundaries Make the Bond Stronger

Love isn’t letting your horse walk all over you. Literally. A respectful horse is a safer horse, and safety is a form of care.

Groundwork, clear cues, and consistent rules build trust. Trust is the foundation of any good relationship—even the ones with hay nets.

So yes, I love my horsey. But I also respect my horsey. That’s the difference between a cute Instagram moment and a real partnership.

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Does My Horsey Really Love Me Back?

I can’t prove it with a scientific paper. But I can prove it with the way he waits by the gate.

I can prove it with the soft nicker when I arrive. I can prove it with how he relaxes when I groom his back.

Maybe love is too strong a word for a horse. Or maybe we’re the ones who overcomplicate it.

The Science-ish Side

Horses can recognize their owners. They remember past experiences. They form strong social attachments.

They may not love us exactly like a dog does. But they can feel safe, calm, and bonded to us.

And honestly? Feeling safe with someone is a pretty solid definition of love.

So, Yeah—It’s Mutual

I love my horsey. My horsey loves me. Not in a greeting-card way, but in a carrot, mud, nicker, and quiet trust way.

If you have a horse, you know exactly what I mean. If you don’t, come hang out at the barn sometime. Bring snacks.

Just don’t expect him to share. He’s very serious about peppermints. He’s a good boy, mostly.