It turned out that our son was developing a severe heart defect. In previous checkups, this had not been noticed, and no one had suspected that the situation was critical. But right then, only a few weeks before the birth, the baby’s condition began to worsen rapidly.
If we hadn’t come in time, the consequences would have been tragic. — “It’s a miracle you came today,” the doctor said. “We must save the baby immediately.”
And then I remembered the mare.
Her strange behavior, her desperate attempts to get my attention… She had sensed what even the doctors could not see. After many anxious days, tests, and treatments, we managed to save our baby’s life. When I came back home, the first thing I did was go to her, my faithful mare.
She stood there quietly, her head lowered, as if waiting for me. I hugged her neck and pressed my cheek against her warm coat:
— “Thank you, my girl. You saved my son.”
The mare neighed softly and placed her ear against my belly again, but this time gently and tenderly, as if she knew: the worst was already behind us.
