Sammy galloped after the horse trailer, while we transported Wicklow to an eventing horses trial without him. He followed us through the field until the end, calling out for her, and she to him. It was such an expressive display of their love and devotion for one another.
My now-husband, Drew, and I planned a sort of “couple’s trip” for our honeymoon to horse-lovers’ paradise, Mackinac Island, Mich. Everything was booked, including Wicklow and Sammy’s boarding on the island.
Wicklow died in her sleep just months before we got married. We have no idea what happened to Wicklow. She was my best friend and was a great horse. I was devastated.
Wicklow, an off-track Thoroughbred Thoroughbred (OTTB), mare was adopted by Horse and Hound Rescue Foundation in Guthrie. She was a dear friend and my adventure partner. We camped overnight alongside Drew and Sammy, rode trails at state parks, entered eventing horse trials and the fall hunter pace—an event where we all galloped at a fast clip.
She would often look back and pause, waiting for her Appy friend with shorter legs to catch up. She was the most kindhearted person I know.