I can't believe I forgot to tell you his name! Actually I think I wrote a post about his name and the story behind it about 6 months ago, but that was a long time ago
His name is Joseph. I didn't name him. No person named him. It's not a name I would have chosen. It just came to me one day in the kitchen. I still remember it very clearly. I was standing in the middle of the kitchen, maybe drying my hands, I don't know, but it was a weird place to stand. His face came into my mind, and the name. Joseph. Chief Joseph's face was part of it all too, but also a dream about Joseph and his many-colored coat.
So laugh, or whatever. My husband does. He thinks I'm crazy. He's a totally non-spiritual person. I'm sure he thinks something misfired in my brain that day, or that I had already made some connections subconsciously that suddenly became conscious.
Yesterday, kind of hoping he'd reject the name, I tested it on my horse. He was standing in the horse trailer, pointedly looking straight ahead, not at me (direct eye contact was a bit too much at the time). I was talking to him, "Good boy, it's okay," that sort of thing, and he continued to look straight ahead. Then I said, "Joseph." He looked directly at me with both eyes. I talked soothingly for a few more minutes while he pointedly did not look at me, and then I said his name again, and he looked right at me again. So. It's his name.
In a slightly related but less "crazy" post, Kate at A Year with Horses talks about
I think it's definitely worth the read.