I woke up to a strange dragging sound. When I reached the kitchen, I froze—the bottom half of the back door was gone, shattered inward. Standing calmly on the patio was Oscar, our horse, with the doorframe still looped around his neck.
Oscar’s the mellow type—never breaks fences, and his paddock was still locked. Something had scared him. Then I saw it—movement by the trees.
With a flashlight, I found a young girl hiding behind a log. Her name was Kendra, around ten, frightened and alone. She’d run away after another fight between her mom and her mom’s boyfriend. Somehow, Oscar had sensed her and broke through the door to get my attention.
I gave her something to eat, called the sheriff, and stayed with her until help arrived.
That moment reminded me: even when life feels chaotic, we might be right where we’re needed most. And sometimes, a horse crashing through your kitchen is just the universe tapping you on the shoulder.
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Kindness still shows up—in the wildest ways.
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