During the funeral, when the coffin was being loaded into the car, a horse suddenly appeared: the horse slowly approached the coffin, and what it did shocked everyone
During the funeral, when the coffin was being loaded into the car, a horse suddenly appeared: the horse slowly approached the coffin, and what it did shocked everyone.
During the funeral, when the coffin was about to be loaded into the car, a horse suddenly appeared.
White, panting, with mud on its flanks, but with lively eyes full of pain.
It approached the people slowly, then went straight to the coffin.
What happened next shocked everyone.
On the same day its owner died, the horse freed itself from the stable and ran away.
No one knew where it had gone.
The family of the deceased were too busy with the funeral preparations to look for it.
But the horse felt the passing of its owner.
They had been together for almost ten years – he had raised her from a foal, spoken to her like to a human, fed her from his hand, cared for her when she was sick.
The horse knew his voice, his footsteps, even his mood.
And so the day of the funeral came.
People stood, cried, and commemorated the deceased.
But exactly when several men lifted the coffin to load it into the hearse, the same white horse came running out of the forest.
It stopped abruptly and neighed loudly, as if asking to be let through.
People instinctively stepped aside.
The horse confidently moved toward the coffin, lowered its head, and suddenly did something that shocked everyone present.
It buried its muzzle in the lid, snorting softly and seeming to cry in sobs.
It buried its muzzle in the lid, snorting softly and seeming to cry in sobs.
For a few minutes, a complete silence fell – even the wind calmed down.
And then, as if realizing that its owner was gone forever, the horse let out a muffled, long sound, like a moan, and stamped its hoof on the ground.
People burst into tears.
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When the car was started, the horse did not move away; on the contrary, it stood right in front of the hearse, blocking its path.
They had to wait for it to calm down.
But even then, it followed the car, step by step, running, trying to catch up with the hearse, until it collapsed from exhaustion on the side of the road.
Later, they said that the horse stayed for a long time in the place where the coffin had last been seen.
It stood there, without eating, without moving, staring into the distance – as if still waiting for its beloved owner to call it by name.
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