Coming back from a week long vacation and waking up early to go visit your horse. Seeing him in the early morning light happily munching away. Calling out and having him stop what he is doing. Looking at him as he waits for your smell to get over to him, calling out again and having him nicker at you as he turns and trots over to where you are standing. Happiness is having your pony come right over and snuggle up to you and let out a big sigh knowing that he missed seeing you as much as you missed seeing him.
A Horse and a Half 