30/09/2026
The story of bags 🐴
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Plastic Dreams 🤍
There’s something incredibly special about this horse that’s hard to put into words.
Bags came into my life when so much looked completely different. He was one of the first Thoroughbreds I met after moving to Victoria. We randomly ended up at another stable together on the exact same day, then a year later I opened Facebook to find his advertisement looking for a home after racing, with a completely different trainer.
Somehow, nearly three years later, our paths have come back together. 🥹
For me, Bags represents so much more than just another horse.
He feels like a little piece of the person I was before my accident the girl who spent her life around horses, jumping, competing, dreaming about the next horse and somehow always making it work.
That equestrian part of me never disappeared, even when I wasn’t sure what my future in the saddle would look like.
After everything that’s happened, I’m incredibly excited to get back to those roots.
There’s no pressure to rush this one. No timeline, no expectations and no need to prove anything. Just a special horse, plenty of time and the chance to build something from the ground up.
Eventually, I’d love to take him jumping and have some fun competing together. For now, I’m perfectly happy having my ridiculously handsome, ridiculously cuddly horse back in my life. 😂
Maybe Bags isn’t taking me back to who I was.
Maybe he’s helping me discover who I get to be next. 🤍