With Halloween almost here,i was wondering if anyone has any Ghost stories to share Horsey or other?
Your Horse Ghost Stories.
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As I seem to attract ghosts I have plenty of stories.
years ago I had a ghost cat in my bedroom, I would feel it walk up the bed and curl up behind my knees, the only difference between this cat and my live one was the lack of bodyheat.
Last yard I was on was haunted, in one of my stables I used to get such an urge to cry, it was an overwhelming sense of sadness, the horse stabled there went peculiar, going headshy and jumpy while in there, turns out that someone hung himself in there, the cottage there was also haunted, so much so I got a priest out, never been so glad to pack up and leave
years ago I had a ghost cat in my bedroom, I would feel it walk up the bed and curl up behind my knees, the only difference between this cat and my live one was the lack of bodyheat.
Last yard I was on was haunted, in one of my stables I used to get such an urge to cry, it was an overwhelming sense of sadness, the horse stabled there went peculiar, going headshy and jumpy while in there, turns out that someone hung himself in there, the cottage there was also haunted, so much so I got a priest out, never been so glad to pack up and leave
i was the last one up the yard last winter and someone (thing!) said hello to me, so i looked out the stable and no one was there so i walked round the yard to see if anyone had come back up but no one had. I've never finished my mucking out so fast! 
Mine's a bit long but you did ask. A good few years ago I was working in South Africa taking out horse safari's, 20 or so horses which when not ridden were turned out on the reserve (22,500 acres!), they always came back for food at night. One day they had to put one of the very old mares down (middle of no where so gun it was), they took her body to the opposite end of the reserve (via the outside roads not through the reserve) (almost a day's ride and somewhere we never went) so the wildlife would dispose of it (ultimate recycling). All very sad for us. The next day horses turned out as usual, got to early evening - no sign of them, we started looking for them (I'd been there months and they'd never not come back). Got a message for others on the reserve that they were all down by where the body was !!!!
They must have raced there as soon as we let them out (they never normally went that far). We drove down there and tried to lead, ride them back but it was getting very dark and lions etc on the reserve so not the place to be at night. We got most back eventually but two stayed out all night (very tense for us waiting for daylight). It was all very spooky, how did they know where she was? (they'd travelled her outside the fence so not smell), why did they go down there knowing they wouldn't get back in one day (all the days after that night they went back to their normal routine).
It sounds farfetched but it really did happen, I'm an accountant and don't believe in any of that kind of stuff but I know what I witnessed!
They must have raced there as soon as we let them out (they never normally went that far). We drove down there and tried to lead, ride them back but it was getting very dark and lions etc on the reserve so not the place to be at night. We got most back eventually but two stayed out all night (very tense for us waiting for daylight). It was all very spooky, how did they know where she was? (they'd travelled her outside the fence so not smell), why did they go down there knowing they wouldn't get back in one day (all the days after that night they went back to their normal routine).
It sounds farfetched but it really did happen, I'm an accountant and don't believe in any of that kind of stuff but I know what I witnessed!
My friend and I went back to the yard after a day out at about 7pm in the evening. Our horses stables were at the opposite end of the barn to where we had parked so after saying hello to them we had to walk back through half the barn after turning the light off. As we were walking I thought I heard a man's voice say 'hello'! I thought I was hearing things when my friend said 'did you hear that?'! Well we ran back and put the light on and then went round the yard checking each stable and all our storage bays shouting 'hello is anyone there'. Our yard is on a working farm so could have been a farm hand. Well nothing. When happy there was no one there we turned the light off again and ran out of the yard!
I mentioned it to the yard manager and she said her daughter was convinced the yard was haunted so we could well have heard a ghost! I try very hard not to be last on the yard and when I am I park my car at the end (not really supposed to) right next to the light switch!
I mentioned it to the yard manager and she said her daughter was convinced the yard was haunted so we could well have heard a ghost! I try very hard not to be last on the yard and when I am I park my car at the end (not really supposed to) right next to the light switch!
I have on now!!!! I never did before....
This summer my friends old dressage horse sadly passed away from colic. Very sad. I was out riding on an adjacent field. As I cantered past I saw three horses looking at us from her field. When I got back I said to a lady on my yard who also knows my friend that her three horses all look well. She said "three!?" and i gasped. so I explained what I saw. I had completely forgotten he'd gone and I had seen his ghost! The hairs on my neck stood right on end!
This summer my friends old dressage horse sadly passed away from colic. Very sad. I was out riding on an adjacent field. As I cantered past I saw three horses looking at us from her field. When I got back I said to a lady on my yard who also knows my friend that her three horses all look well. She said "three!?" and i gasped. so I explained what I saw. I had completely forgotten he'd gone and I had seen his ghost! The hairs on my neck stood right on end!
Oooooh I love ghost stories! I don't have any so I'm just going to sit here and be scared by all of these!
When I lost my beautiful horse 18 years ago I was sitting in the living room feeling in total despair when I feel a breeze and a nudge - I swear it was my Donna-pie telling me not to be sad, sounds daft but I had an immediate sense of relief and burst into tears of joy!! I recounted this to a lady on a horse website who was asking if we believed they were still around-she had just lost her horse -we have been in touch ever since! Her family even came over from america to visit! I am finding these stories creepy and miving!! But then I am a soppyhead!!
That is creepy and moving!!
When riding my pony in the woods where used to keep him all other horses were fenced in the hollow of woods so i could ride without being followed. I was trotting along through the trees when about 200yds ahead i saw one of old horses trotting across my path.
Horse had been pts and buried in the woods about 3months before from old age. It was lovely made me happy to know horse was ok. My pony even called to her.
A few dogs were buried there too and people often saw them running through woods and would come tell us in yard our dogs were loose.
Horse had been pts and buried in the woods about 3months before from old age. It was lovely made me happy to know horse was ok. My pony even called to her.
A few dogs were buried there too and people often saw them running through woods and would come tell us in yard our dogs were loose.
There used to be 2 black cobby types on my old yard. One of them sadly passed away at the vet hospital in Bristol. A few months later I went to bring Pie in, noticed black cob off to my left, then realised there was another over in the far side of the field. Looked back and the first one was gone..... Shadow? Trick of the light or my mind? Or had she popped in to visit? I don't know but I said hello to her just in case!
Oooh yes! We had 4 ghosts at the riding school I rode/worked at.
In the cottage on the main yard, there was a dalmation dog - quite a few people used to see it, it tended to appear in the middle of a room then walk out and disappear.
There was also a man that I saw. I was going up the stairs to the loo, and wasn't really watching where I was going. I saw a pair of feet on the top step, and as I looked up to see who it was - there was no one there. That was scary, particularly as a couple of other people saw it too.
There was also a man who used to sit at the top of the stairs to the flat, you could smell his pipesmoke - it was supposed to be Charlie's brother , who apparently died while the flat was being built - Charlie was the old man handyman.
There was also a poltergeist at the Drop Cottage - doors and windows would open/close for no reason, the electric rings would be turned on and off, particularly when you were cooking - you couldn't leave baked beans on the hob as they would get cremated!
I also saw the ghost of my dog Scrappy, shortly after he died, he just walked by me and looked at me with his tail wagging - I like to think he was saying a final goodbye.
My Dad also saw a ghost at a hotel in Broadway - when he turned the lights off in the bedroom, he could hear the russtle of skirts, when he put the light on, there was nothing there, but when he turned it off again, he could clearly see a lady sillhouetted in the corner with a large skirt on - it freaked him out so much he slept with the light on all night!
In the cottage on the main yard, there was a dalmation dog - quite a few people used to see it, it tended to appear in the middle of a room then walk out and disappear.
There was also a man that I saw. I was going up the stairs to the loo, and wasn't really watching where I was going. I saw a pair of feet on the top step, and as I looked up to see who it was - there was no one there. That was scary, particularly as a couple of other people saw it too.
There was also a man who used to sit at the top of the stairs to the flat, you could smell his pipesmoke - it was supposed to be Charlie's brother , who apparently died while the flat was being built - Charlie was the old man handyman.
There was also a poltergeist at the Drop Cottage - doors and windows would open/close for no reason, the electric rings would be turned on and off, particularly when you were cooking - you couldn't leave baked beans on the hob as they would get cremated!
I also saw the ghost of my dog Scrappy, shortly after he died, he just walked by me and looked at me with his tail wagging - I like to think he was saying a final goodbye.
My Dad also saw a ghost at a hotel in Broadway - when he turned the lights off in the bedroom, he could hear the russtle of skirts, when he put the light on, there was nothing there, but when he turned it off again, he could clearly see a lady sillhouetted in the corner with a large skirt on - it freaked him out so much he slept with the light on all night!
My horse was PTS in june this year due to joint problems. I had had him from 9 months old and he was 9 years old. I was devastated on the day he went, cried my self to sleep that night. When i woke in the morning just for a second i could smell him on my pillow, then it was gone. Im sure he came to say good bye to me.
Not really a ghost story but..........a couple of Christmas Eve's ago all my family had gone up to see to the horses early evening, by the time the horses were done and eating their feeds it had got dark, one of those lovely cold nights, no wind, no moon but millions of stars. We were sat on the railings waiting for them to finish up eating and I swear to god we all heard sleigh bells! The yard was in the middle of nowhere at the end of a long track, no near neighbours, no roads, nothing! Sent shivers down my spine!
My boy visted me for three nights after his passing. The first night I was awakened by a small tinkling bell I had everyone up in the house searching for it ! Later we realised it must of been the curb chain on his bridle which was hanging in my room.
The second night I was again awakened by a fly buzzing and landing in my cheek ( didn't think much to it till I went to brush it off and realised it was cold and December )
The third night I slept through but my then bf witnessed the last rossette we won fall off the shelf!!
I'm sure he often vists me in my dreams , we often go for rides and when I wake I feel like I've spent time with him it's very strange but nice at the same time.
The second night I was again awakened by a fly buzzing and landing in my cheek ( didn't think much to it till I went to brush it off and realised it was cold and December )
The third night I slept through but my then bf witnessed the last rossette we won fall off the shelf!!
I'm sure he often vists me in my dreams , we often go for rides and when I wake I feel like I've spent time with him it's very strange but nice at the same time.
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Lol ! too much mulled wine !!
Here's my story . . .
A friend and I were going to a hunter trial and we ended up lost on a country lane. We pulled over in the lorry to think and an old lady in tweeds came over to the lorry window and said 'oh are you looking for the the hunter trials at x x x ?' we said we were, so she said said 'follow me along the lane and eventually I will turn left and you need to go straight on.' 'Brill !' we said and followed her in her bright red car, then she turned left and we went straight on, we looked down this left lane to wave and thank her and she and the car had completely disappeared !!!!
Lol, we did laugh, there didn't seem to be anywhere she could have turned off so quickly !!
Here's my story . . .
A friend and I were going to a hunter trial and we ended up lost on a country lane. We pulled over in the lorry to think and an old lady in tweeds came over to the lorry window and said 'oh are you looking for the the hunter trials at x x x ?' we said we were, so she said said 'follow me along the lane and eventually I will turn left and you need to go straight on.' 'Brill !' we said and followed her in her bright red car, then she turned left and we went straight on, we looked down this left lane to wave and thank her and she and the car had completely disappeared !!!!
Lol, we did laugh, there didn't seem to be anywhere she could have turned off so quickly !!
We lost my OH's horse in a million to colic in Febuary this year, my lad grieved for at least 2 weeks till we borrowed a companion for him, he refused to leave the barn and scared my daughter witless in his attempts to get back to the barn, one day, both live horses were out and I was cleaning up in the barn when I heard a horse come into the barn, nothing there, i quite liked the idea of Ozz coming to say hello and since his death was still very raw it could have been wishful thinking
Many years ago before the M25 was built we rode through a wood called Lady Walk Woods (still do but it's been cut in half by motorway now). In those days you rode to the end of the wood, turned round and came back. The ponies always seemed spooky in there and this particular day my friend and I had real trouble gettting them to go forward to the end. We could only have been about 10 at the time and hadn't heard any ghost stories. We got to the end of the woods and both ponies turned for home and took off only to come to a sliding halt as a woman walked out in front of us. We both went up their necks and were then proper bolted with all the way to the end of the woods and across the road. The strange thing was she had completely vanished but we assumed she'd been scared by the ponies speeding towards her, the other strange thing was she was wearing a really old fashioned hat which I can only remember looked a bit like a turban. Any way it transpires that these woods are well know to be haunted hence the name Lady Walk Woods. I know there is info in the local library and i've always meant to go and have a look to see if the hat fitted into the era she was meant to come from but still haven't got round to it. When the built the M25 all the locals were saying that there would be accidents along that stretch due to the Lady but actually haven't heard of any!
I haven't had an animal ghostie experience before, until recently - and I haven't told anyone about it until now!... But I think these stories are really lovely so why not?
As a lot of you know, I suddenly lost my beloved horse to colic in July just after his birthday and was completely heartbroken. I've never lost a horse before and he meant so much to me and the fact that it all happened so quickly was awful as I couldn't get my head around it. I'd read a 'ghost horse' thread on here a few months before and was desperately hoping and praying to see him in ghost form and looked for him everywhere but nothing happened so I just accepted I wouldnt be seeing him again and tried to move on.
But recently odd things have been happening!
Twice now I have glanced out of my window and done a double take as there has been one too many horses out there - but I realise this could be my mind playing tricks on me.
He always used to have this obsession with opening and shutting doors for me - and I absolutely loved him doing it and he always got a lot of praise! A few times this month the doors ive been stood next to have slammed shut - and when one bounced back open it shut again!! The stables are indoors so there is no draught or wind which could cause it. It's usually when I'm doing feeds too so he may well be hurrying me up as he was never very patient and always used to do it!
The spookiest thing was quite recent too. I always used to feed him before taking my mare out so that he was distracted and kept busy while we were gone on our hack - this was our routine and he knew it well and would neigh repeatedly at me until I bought him his bucket or haynet (in case I ever forgot )
It was a couple of weeks ago, I was with my mare in the yard waiting to go, we were just waiting for our hacking buddy to finish getting ready - and I heard his neigh and my horse responded. Thought nothing of it other than "must remember to bring the bucket on the way out!" and it was literally about a 30 second delay until my heart stopped as i realised he was gone and no longer stood in the field. His neigh was SO distinctive and there were no other horses about so I have no doubt it was him reminding me about his breakfast. Quite comforting to know he's still around.
As a lot of you know, I suddenly lost my beloved horse to colic in July just after his birthday and was completely heartbroken. I've never lost a horse before and he meant so much to me and the fact that it all happened so quickly was awful as I couldn't get my head around it. I'd read a 'ghost horse' thread on here a few months before and was desperately hoping and praying to see him in ghost form and looked for him everywhere but nothing happened so I just accepted I wouldnt be seeing him again and tried to move on.
But recently odd things have been happening!
Twice now I have glanced out of my window and done a double take as there has been one too many horses out there - but I realise this could be my mind playing tricks on me.
He always used to have this obsession with opening and shutting doors for me - and I absolutely loved him doing it and he always got a lot of praise! A few times this month the doors ive been stood next to have slammed shut - and when one bounced back open it shut again!! The stables are indoors so there is no draught or wind which could cause it. It's usually when I'm doing feeds too so he may well be hurrying me up as he was never very patient and always used to do it!
The spookiest thing was quite recent too. I always used to feed him before taking my mare out so that he was distracted and kept busy while we were gone on our hack - this was our routine and he knew it well and would neigh repeatedly at me until I bought him his bucket or haynet (in case I ever forgot
)It was a couple of weeks ago, I was with my mare in the yard waiting to go, we were just waiting for our hacking buddy to finish getting ready - and I heard his neigh and my horse responded. Thought nothing of it other than "must remember to bring the bucket on the way out!" and it was literally about a 30 second delay until my heart stopped as i realised he was gone and no longer stood in the field. His neigh was SO distinctive and there were no other horses about so I have no doubt it was him reminding me about his breakfast. Quite comforting to know he's still around.
Mines not really a proper ghost story but here goes... Earlier this week for no apparent reason I had a sudden flash of strong memories of my old mare who I lost to colic a couple of years ago, she was in my head all afternoon and it was only later when I was writing something that I realised it was exactly 2 years to the date that she'd been pts.
I'm sure she was making sure I don't forget her.
I'm sure she was making sure I don't forget her.
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Oh dear! I shouldn't be reading these posts as I'm always last on the yard and now I'm going to be terrified!
But I just love a good spooky story!
But I just love a good spooky story!
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If you believe in those sort of things and if you want it there is supposedly a 'gift' down my mothers side of the family. I had a few odd experiences as child. My worst was at 15 I used to play polo and I was plagued for a week by a reoccurring dream and day dream of a chestnut horse collapsing in front of the northern goal mouth and one of the boys I knew galloping across the field, there would be an ache in my heart when I thought about it. It freaked me out enough (given my pony was chestnut) that I told my Mum about it. Next practice session, sadly a girls pony (chestnut) did collapse of a heart attack in that spot in front of the goal as I predicted, the image of the boy galloping across the field...her brother who flew across when he saw her go down. Upset me hugely and I felt very guilty that prehaps I could have done something (but was scared people would think I was crazy (and I was an odd enough teenager as it was) or I was actually crazy if nothing happened). Coincidence?? Maybe? Nothing has happened since, but I also feel I made a conscious effort to block it out, now its been so long I'm completely closed off and that's how I prefer it.
Well I normally keep quiet about this as people tend to think you are deranged .
The house where I grew up was also the house my Father grew up in was an old Victorian Pile complete with brick built stables and two paddocks at the back that would have originally been used for the carriage horses of the house and during my fathers childhood the hunters and riding horses of the family.
We had many things happening that all revolved around our horses and animals;
One night the photograph of my mothers horse Sandy flew off the sideboard for no reason at all, she put it back and carried on reading her book, when it flew off again she says she clearly heard a voice saying Go to Sandy she went out to the yard to find Sandy down in his stall suffering the first signs of colic.
Quite often when you were in the yard the horses would look past you and whicker to something/someone you could not see.
Sometimes you would look out of the window and see all three horses standing by the paddock gate whickering and rubbing up against something.
Our family dog could be seen sitting perfectly still wagging his tail and offering his paw to no one.
You could always smell pipe smoke in the tack room but no one in the family smoked.
My father always used to say looks like Danny is here again turns out Danny was the young groom who used to work at the house but was killed in World War II in 1940. He remembered him as a lovely gentle young man whom all of the horses he was looking after adored, he also used to smoke a pipe. Dad assumed that Danny had come back to look after our horses in the place that he loved.
Over the years many many things happened and it just became the norm to go to the stables in the morning and say "morning Danny" and "Night Danny" last thing. None of our animals were in the slightest bit worried by it.
Danny stayed around up until we had the last horse we kept at the house put to sleep in 1993 (my Father's Hunter aged 28) then seemed to disappear. My Mother sold the house in 2006 following my Fathers death to move into sheltered accommodation.
Truth being stranger than fiction I still have friends in the village and went back last year to visit. Met up with the new owners of the house in the pub and asked if all was well and did they love living there as much as we did to be told, we love it but really odd that since we bought our daughter a pony we keep smelling pipe tobacco in what you used to use as a tack room.
The house where I grew up was also the house my Father grew up in was an old Victorian Pile complete with brick built stables and two paddocks at the back that would have originally been used for the carriage horses of the house and during my fathers childhood the hunters and riding horses of the family.
We had many things happening that all revolved around our horses and animals;
One night the photograph of my mothers horse Sandy flew off the sideboard for no reason at all, she put it back and carried on reading her book, when it flew off again she says she clearly heard a voice saying Go to Sandy she went out to the yard to find Sandy down in his stall suffering the first signs of colic.
Quite often when you were in the yard the horses would look past you and whicker to something/someone you could not see.
Sometimes you would look out of the window and see all three horses standing by the paddock gate whickering and rubbing up against something.
Our family dog could be seen sitting perfectly still wagging his tail and offering his paw to no one.
You could always smell pipe smoke in the tack room but no one in the family smoked.
My father always used to say looks like Danny is here again turns out Danny was the young groom who used to work at the house but was killed in World War II in 1940. He remembered him as a lovely gentle young man whom all of the horses he was looking after adored, he also used to smoke a pipe. Dad assumed that Danny had come back to look after our horses in the place that he loved.
Over the years many many things happened and it just became the norm to go to the stables in the morning and say "morning Danny" and "Night Danny" last thing. None of our animals were in the slightest bit worried by it.
Danny stayed around up until we had the last horse we kept at the house put to sleep in 1993 (my Father's Hunter aged 28) then seemed to disappear. My Mother sold the house in 2006 following my Fathers death to move into sheltered accommodation.
Truth being stranger than fiction I still have friends in the village and went back last year to visit. Met up with the new owners of the house in the pub and asked if all was well and did they love living there as much as we did to be told, we love it but really odd that since we bought our daughter a pony we keep smelling pipe tobacco in what you used to use as a tack room.
Not my story but a friend of mine has had a few ghostly encounters/experiences. Once she was away from home when one of her horses became very ill, she had told her husband to call the vet to put the mare down. Not long after putting the phone down she heard a horse neigh, quietly but distinctly. Considering she was in central london with no tv on and no mounted police anywhere around it was very strange. She then rang her husband back to see if the vet was there yet and he said that the mare had just passed away before the vet arrived. My friend is totally convinced that the noise was that of her mare saying goodbye.
Another time she had a very old mare pts, she had been the leader of the herd. My friend couldn't be with her when she was pts but stood nearby and she swears that she saw a horse figure gallop up to the top of the hill and turn around- a few of her other horses even looked at it and called.
Another time she had a very old mare pts, she had been the leader of the herd. My friend couldn't be with her when she was pts but stood nearby and she swears that she saw a horse figure gallop up to the top of the hill and turn around- a few of her other horses even looked at it and called.
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Ahhhh, I love this story so much! Good old Danny coming back to care for the horses
Only one..and not a ghost story, but closeat 15, my horse was working livery at a riding school, and i just knew i had to go to her at about 9 at night. I went against a direct order, not something I'd ever usually do, feeling i had to see her, and found that she cut herself badly on the nose in her stable.
I've never felt anything like this before or since, but i'm sure i was called that night.
I've never felt anything like this before or since, but i'm sure i was called that night.
This was a wierd one. The staff quarters where I was working was part of the old stables re furbished, my bedroom one of the old loose boxes. One night I woke to find myself standing on my bed, running with sweat and feeling terrified. Memories of the dream I had are vague but the remembered part was being attacked by a horse in the box.
I talked ot my boss next day who no doubt was concerernd about my sanity and he told me that the history of the place was that a groom had been killed by a horse in that box many decades ago.
I will also hasten to add - I cannot drink Coke or Pepsi after lunchtime as it leaves me unable to sleep properly with muscles twitches etc. and I had drunk a can early evening as the kids had brought me the can knowing I didn't drink beer, we were loading hay and had been out in the fields for several hours.
So wether the dream was a result of the caffeine I'd drunk I don't know, I did move to the other bedroom the next night though.
A ghost story with no animals - thehouse I grew up in was haunted by the lovely old man that had died there before we bought it. I was around 6 at the time and had woken up in the night to go to the toilet only to find the hall light turned out. I was feeking my way around the room when a voice asked me where I was going. The voice then took my hand and led me to the bathroom. I wasn't frightened at all and know that it was not either of my parents. The house had a lovely feel even though you never felt alone - it felt safe and loved. My mother and grandmother both saw this old man and I'd love to know if the current owners have ever experienced this happening to them.
And now something scarey for our horses!
I talked ot my boss next day who no doubt was concerernd about my sanity and he told me that the history of the place was that a groom had been killed by a horse in that box many decades ago.
I will also hasten to add - I cannot drink Coke or Pepsi after lunchtime as it leaves me unable to sleep properly with muscles twitches etc. and I had drunk a can early evening as the kids had brought me the can knowing I didn't drink beer, we were loading hay and had been out in the fields for several hours.
So wether the dream was a result of the caffeine I'd drunk I don't know, I did move to the other bedroom the next night though.
A ghost story with no animals - thehouse I grew up in was haunted by the lovely old man that had died there before we bought it. I was around 6 at the time and had woken up in the night to go to the toilet only to find the hall light turned out. I was feeking my way around the room when a voice asked me where I was going. The voice then took my hand and led me to the bathroom. I wasn't frightened at all and know that it was not either of my parents. The house had a lovely feel even though you never felt alone - it felt safe and loved. My mother and grandmother both saw this old man and I'd love to know if the current owners have ever experienced this happening to them.
And now something scarey for our horses!
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Some years ago I had a issue with a horse so eventully I used one of those remote horse physics .
After we had talked about the horse with an issue she said there are some other horses here who would like to talk she told me two horses are here who have passed recently which was true she one said I can see now ( he was PTS for going blind ) and then she said they we are together and we are fine, then they said they say they are going because someone more important is coming then the physic said when you sit on the wall and think of me in the evenings I am with you.
I was shocked to the core that was my horse of a life time the last stable she had was internal and it has a wall you can sit on from the feed room stairs I always used to sit on it in the evenings when the groom had gone home and chat to her and often after she had gone I would sit and think about her there.
No one knew I did this it was an strange experiance .
After we had talked about the horse with an issue she said there are some other horses here who would like to talk she told me two horses are here who have passed recently which was true she one said I can see now ( he was PTS for going blind ) and then she said they we are together and we are fine, then they said they say they are going because someone more important is coming then the physic said when you sit on the wall and think of me in the evenings I am with you.
I was shocked to the core that was my horse of a life time the last stable she had was internal and it has a wall you can sit on from the feed room stairs I always used to sit on it in the evenings when the groom had gone home and chat to her and often after she had gone I would sit and think about her there.
No one knew I did this it was an strange experiance .
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Another one a few years ago I had an accident when I woke up in the hospital bed I had the very strong sensation that my two deceased Labradors dogs where lying one on each side of me .
Was my brain giving me a comforting feeling in an ghastly situation or perhaps they where watching over me.
Was my brain giving me a comforting feeling in an ghastly situation or perhaps they where watching over me.