This week, 4 years ago, I asked my husband if he was cool with me randomly buying an emaciated $300 horse. (thread)

My husband said he looked “halfway dead.” The lady who helped me catch him & hauled him to my house said “A bullet would’ve been kinder than taking him to the auction.” My neighbor said he looked “About a hundred years old.” Myself, I assumed he had a year... maybe 2 left?

He walked REALLY slowly. He constantly rested one foot. We got him out of the trailer, and he wouldn’t lift his head because he didn’t want to stop eating. It took a long time to get him down the driveway because I was crying and he was so hungry.

This is a video of him. Lame? Definitely not!

He is the prettiest of boys and I’m so happy I stumbled upon him and randomly decided to buy a horse. Happy Adoption-versary, Pi, you big handsome dummy!