08/06/2025
Hi. I'm Little Bit aka Lucky. Iâm blind, vertically challenged (I prefer âfun-sizeâ), and living my absolute best life in what the humans call a "sanctuary." I call it âHeaven with snacks.â
Let me paint you a picture. Except I canât see, so YOU do the painting. Imagine a horse. Now make it smaller. Smaller. Nope, smaller than that. Okay, now imagine he walks like a Roomba because he keeps bumping into everything and correcting course. Thatâs me.
Before I came here, life was... not cute. I was in a place where I had untreated eye issues. They said I bumped into a metal bolt on a hay feeder and it went through my eye (6 months ago!) , I can tell you, the previous owner before my savior thought âvet careâ was a nice idea from fairy tales. So yeah, not exactly Spa Day.
But then something magical happened. Some squishy human with too many feelings and a car full of snacks showed up. She had a son with no eyes and she said I was âspecial.â I immediately headbutted her in the thigh because I thought she was a fence post. Weâve been best friends ever since. She had me brought to this slice of heaven called Natalie's Blind Saves Sanctuary & Rescue and told me that id have the best life just the way I am there. Thank you for saving me angel, I love you.
Upon arrival at sanctuary, I was immediately taken into surgery along with 4 other horses having eye removals! I was told both of my eyes came out. I couldn't see but I could hear and all other senses kicked in. Healing time was a struggle and the volunteers said it was like a murder scene when I tore my bandage off not once, not twice, but 6 times! They helped me round the clock along with 4 other horses and now we're all healed, what a loving team of hoomans here!
Iâve got a fully blind quarter horse roommate who thinks he's a giraffe with his head tilt and humans who trim my hooves, kiss my nose (donât sneak up on me, Pat), and tell me Iâm handsome at least 3 times a day. I am handsome. I just canât verify it myself.
Hereâs what I want you to know: Animals like me,broken, blind, older, âweird-shapedâ, we still matter. We still love snacks. We still deserve kindness, safety, and a soft place to land.
If you laughed, cried, or spilled coffee on yourself reading this, do me a favor: share my story. Tell someone. Or better yet, follow us, donate, volunteer, or just drop off a snack (apple slices preferred, carrots acceptable, celery is an act of violence).
Love,
Little Bit, CEO of Bumping Into Stuff and Looking Adorable
https://www.paypal.me/nataliesblindsavesr