From having her foal ripped off of her and sold off at her 3rd auction, then at 4th auction as she's feverish with mastitis, depressed, she kicks a unsupervised child that was smacking her legs with a whip because she wouldn't let them climb on her, and the result is the father of that child knocks out her front grazing teeth with a shovel handle, breaks her ribs with the shovel, and finally shoots her in the left rear leg that kicked, with a .22 into her hock(knee/elbow) to insure she would go over into Mexico for meat... to her 12th auction where a kill pen in Mississippi took pity and bought her and advertised her, so she popped up on my newsfeed like 20 times that week before I decided to spontaneously call about her, to me driving 16 hours, first in my Expedition that broke down in Tennessee making me almost give up, then in a small Uhaul truck pulling my horse trailer, to her rearing and attacking me the first time I met her, to me bringing her and another old broodmare back up with me... to 6 months of her being 3 legged with me daily doing hydrotherapy treatment, pressure wrapping, pain/fever med and antibiotics meds in IV injections all while getting bitten, stomped while she was screaming at me, to her finally giving in and putting her head into my chest making me realize she was once very much loved by someone that didn't mean for all of this to happen to her... to us realizing the foal inside of her didn't abort from the medications she was still on, to her making sure I was there when she dropped to have that foal so I could help her... to her still being stiff and lame, to me ponying her up the road to break the cellulitis, to me riding her lightly until she wasn't lame anymore, to her becoming the most fastest longest running horse I have ever been on in all my years in endurance riding, to this right here. I still won't allow her around strangers kids, but she seems to know who my youngins are now. She used to run as fast as she could get away when any child was around. She'll still try and kill a man. But to see her walk up with her gentle expression, head dropped, and not heavily flinching away. Baby steps, but a heartfelt victory 💜

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