interpretive dance...

Okay...the funny thing about it is, much of what we know is truly our interpretation of tangibles. We ignore the intangibles blithely leaving that dimension to the "special ones" who seem to know intuitively what it all means...
What you may not know is that long ago, before the Separation of Waters, horses, deer, all animals indeed could speak or perhaps I should say, we humans could understand these languages spoken.
It's said though,that horses in particular had a deeper understanding of their surroundings and while you may not know this, horses are quite opinionated and have rich egos; you rarely see a horse who thinks less than highly of himself!
There's a shetland pony we pass by each day, we call him "Meanhead" because everyone knows shetland ponies are mean. He always looks grumpy but often greets us with a grumpy smile and offer of some of his luscious Crunch. He doesn't know that we call it grass and deem it best for walking on with bare feet, because he's a pony for pete's sake.
This morning he called out his greeting to us and added a chuckle, "hey, look at these dumb Books! They just won't get out of my way today." Books? You may exclaim, "what does a pony know of Books?" Here's the story on that issue:
Chickens are also highly opinionated. They take their opinions and share them far and wide, they also listen though to those they share with and gain a greater knowledge from this exchange. Horses, for lack of a better expression and not knowing them as Chickens, took to calling them Books for they had heard long ago of these tomes of information available to many, read by few and far more vailuable than seen by their small size. Thus, to horses, chickens are seen as Books for they are full of information gathered from far and wide...
I digress.
If you listen closely at dusk - or as my son calls it "blue dark" you can hear the chatter of these noble creatures - from horses, who can be heard telling each other with a tired sigh "my pigs are KILLING me" (please don't ask me how horses came to call their hooves pigs, that's something I prefer not to divulge at this juncure); you can hear the cats telling the dogs "you're so wise with your wagging tail, come closer to me, I will bless you with my paw" and you and I both iknow they fully intend on exercising their sharpened claws on the poor trusting dog, thankfully,he just smiles benignly and turns his back to the cat. You might also hear the Frogs heralding in the coming of Spring and the bossy Swallow mothers teasing the cat "you thought you had it but you DIDN'T"
Remember? It's all about the interpretation...