What I AM Getting for Christmas

A few weeks ago, I posted about a gorgeous horse I saw and titled it "What I Want for Christmas." Well... spoiler alert: I'm not getting him.

But here's what I am getting: Talon, my very own living, breathtaking Gypsy Vanner.

Not long ago, I was firmly rooted in the “No way can I afford a Gypsy” mindset. I had talked myself right out of it. And now? I’m over here checking feed prices, brushing up on training tips, and grinning like a fool every time I say his name. Talon. Isn’t he just magnificent?

Huge thanks to Sharon Teague at Big Sky Gypsy Horses for helping this dream take shape and trot its way into my life. And of course, thank you to my amazing husband. He’s not what you’d call a horse person, but he is a me person—and that means everything. I love you, honey.

Though just between us, I suspect he likes horses more than he lets on. Every time we’re around them, they all make a beeline for him. It’s the scratches. He gives world-class, Olympic-medal-level scratches. Horses are no fools.

So no, I didn’t get the horse I originally posted about. I got Talon—a Gypsy Cob with feathered legs, a kind heart, and a look that stops people in their tracks.

And honestly? That’s the best kind of Christmas gift there is.

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