They came out of nowhere—just wandered up from the treeline while I was tossing hay near the fence. No fear, no hesitation. Like they’d been here before.
The bigger one had a calmness to him, like he was guarding. But the small one? The little one kept tilting its head at me, blinking slow, like it was trying to tell me something.
I laughed and pulled out my phone to snap this photo—“today I got some guests,” I joked, even posted it with that caption.
But the moment after I took it, something strange happened.