Rough day at work, actually rough few weeks. So today I went out to ride. Walking to the field I was like dang it is way way too hot to ride.. I don't feel like it. So I decided I will catch Charger and brush him and apply fly spray. Go into the field I don't see him.. Kind of a hilly pasture so he could be anywhere. I stop and whistle for him and yell his name, stand there a minute and next thing I know he is coming around a tree line at the bottom of hill in a killer gait with his tail up in the air, straight to me. I was like dang that is freaking cool. Some of you know I've been out of horses for years and just got him about 3 weeks ago. I've been going out and messing with him trying to get the rust off of myself and get to know him. Last week he came to me from across the field and I thought that is cool, he doesnt do it everytime but I was like I think the ole guy knows he belongs to me. Today just made my day.. Sorry its corny and cheesy but just had to make a post about it. LOL I realized several months ago how bad I missed having a horse.. Today reaffirmed why I am back... Thanks for reading and happy trails...