One seemingly ordinary day, I sent my husband a photo of me standing next to our neighbor’s horse, Thunder—a massive, gentle black stallion I had grown fond of while helping out at the stables. At the time, I didn’t think anything of it.
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One seemingly ordinary day, I sent my husband a photo of me standing next to our neighbor’s horse, Thunder—a massive, gentle black stallion I had grown fond of while helping out at the stables. At the time, I didn’t think anything of it.