This horse story depicts the miraculous recovery of the author from a severe accident. Read and know how her Saddlebred horse helped her survive …

The Magic Cookie | Miraculous Horse Stories

By: Ashley Bleas

My name is Ashley and I’m fifteen. When I was six, I suffered a near drowning. One afternoon, I was brought along with my neighbors to go fishing after my mom’s friend had died. While my neighbors were putting a worm on my hook, I had seizure and slipped into the water. When they found me I was unconscious. At the hospital my parents were told that I most likely wasn’t going to survive. I was in a coma and the doctors were unsure about massive brain damage.

I think that nearly every child goes through a stage of wanting a pony; some never grow out of it. I was one of those who never outgrew it. Since I was little, I loved horses and wanted one of my own. My best friend who rode encouraged that love. At last, at age 9, my parents let me take riding lessons. I was immediately hooked. Around Christmas 1998, my parents were debating over buying me an adorable little Paint pony named Bert. I, of course, was all for it, praying night and day for him. At last, on December 29, 1998, we bought him. Bert was any horse-crazy girl’s dream. He was small, about 13 hands, and had a sorrel coat with white patches on his neck and belly. A white blaze ran down the center of his face and his mane, tail, and forelock were tan. He had the cutest brown eyes I had ever seen. I was crazy about him.

“The Happy Sign”

Sometimes life leads us down paths that we don’t recognize but somehow know we belong on. It could be said that we pick them, but often they pick us. Spunky, a reining horse, was put on a new path, from high power athlete to changing a special Down’s Syndrome boy’s life in record time and without missing a step.

By Lisa Rodriguez as told by Jeffrey Palmer D.V.M

Jeffrey Palmer D.V.M still lives in Southern Oregon and we stop and visit him when we pass by. He is a consultant to some of the top Reiners in the US.

Butte Dawson’s legions of fans have followed his exploits in his award winning column, Behind The Barn, featured in Horse Connection Magazine. Butte’s hilarious and touching stories of the life of a “horse husband,” has garnered critical praise and a loyal following.

Horse Story by Butte Dawson

Holding William by Butte Dawson

By: Ashley Bleas

My name is Ashley and I’m fifteen. When I was six, I suffered a near drowning. One afternoon, I was brought along with my neighbors to go fishing after my mom’s friend had died. While my neighbors were putting a worm on my hook, I had seizure and slipped into the water. When they found me I was unconscious.

By: Diane Zakrzewski

All too vivid are the memories of that March morning when I received a phone call that Roy was injured and I’d better get there fast. The accident must have happened during the night, because by morning Roy was weak from loss of blood. His hind leg was severed below the hock and blood was pouring down his leg. His head was hanging low and he looked like life was draining slowly from his body. Looking up I saw a big hole in the side of the steel building with jagged steel pieces protruding as though a small bomb burst through the building.

The doctor’s words hit me hard, knocking me back on the exam table. He spoke to my mother about the pain in my legs, “She has ‘Osgood Slaughter’, a disease affecting the knees. Lisa must use her legs very little if she is to heal. If you can’t keep Lisa from using her legs, I’ll have to cast both of them for a year.”

Mother and I looked at each other our jaws dropped open. Mother looked back at the doctor, “It’s Summer time and she is an active nine year old. Could we first try keeping her on crutches?” she requested. They looked at me. I quickly told them I’d do anything to stay out of casts. To our relief, the Doctor agreed.