10/08/2025
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I got him in September 2024 — a rescue, still learning to trust the world again. I spent months bonding with him, loving him, earning his trust. Just a few months ago, he was finally ready to be ridden, and I was so full of hope for everything we were going to do together. The dream was real.
Then came the unthinkable.
He was diagnosed with a neurological disorder. After a second opinion confirmed it, I had to make the hardest decision of my life — to say goodbye.
Our last days together were precious. Our final moments, devastating. I held him close as my heart broke in a way I never imagined possible. The toddler girl in me — the one who dreamed of rodeos, trail rides, and growing old with her horse — is mourning a dream that ended too soon.
We never made it to the arena. This condition was a ticking time bomb, and it could’ve hurt us both if it showed up later. As hard as it was, I know I did the right thing for him.
As we said goodbye, a ladybug landed on him — small, quiet, and somehow perfect. In that moment it felt like a reminder of how special he was and how much he meant to me.
Goodbye, sweet boy. No more pain. Just memories of soft noses, warm eyes, and the bond we built together.
You were my dream come true, even if only for a while. 🤍🐞🐎