My granddad found my first horse after nearly a year of searching.
Nearly a year because I wanted a horse that looked like Trigger, so finding the color AND the temperament suitable for a 12 yr old was no easy task in our very rural county.
As it were, he found Goldie across the border in the next state. The following year, she had a foal and that was a huge surprise to everyone; especially the Seller, who immediately thought they should get paid for the foal or wanted him back as soon as he could be weaned
My granddad was nobody's fool and nobody to back down when he was right, so that little con job got the slams put to it pretty quick. Never mess with a farmer when you see the purple starting to creep up their neck, headed for the face
I raised/trained that little Arab/Saddlebred and we were buds for 29 years until the cancer got him. I was 42 at that time and so devastated I didn't couldn't look at another horse much less ride one.
Finally a trail riding bud I had grown up and gone to school with found me the Tennessee Walker in my avatar, when he was coming 3 years. Duke was 16 in the avatar; he will be 26 in October and has metabolic issues.
He's here for the duration
My Arab was a rescue 20+ years ago.
My other two Walkers? I was "just looking" with no intent of buying. I didn't even have the horse trailer with me, either time