In the corral near Split, Croatia Photo Credit Julia Hubbel

Go Over There and Love on My Babies: Confessions of an Animal Whisperer.

The four horses were scattered across the paddock. Two greys, one white, one bay. Two had blankets. The mid-afternoon breeze was cool, even in the sunshine. I slipped between the wires of the fence, avoiding the top one. Electrified.

You only make that mistake once.