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The Happiness of the Three-Legged Horse

Updated: Nov 29, 2018

Sometimes in life we don't need to change anything, just the way we look at things.



The happiness of the three-legged horse.


Once upon a time there was a horse who lived a life of freedom: He spent his days wandering through fields and forests, eating when he wanted and doing what he wanted. His mane and tail were filled with knots and brambles, his hooves were long and always muddy and he only had three legs, but he didn’t mind, he loved each one of his legs because they were his legs and they brought him wherever he needed to go.

He often though to himself how lucky he was, he believed his life was truly the best it could be and he was thankful for everything he had.


One day this horse was wandering through a land he had never been before. He came across a large, fenced field. In the field he saw another horse, a brown horse. This horse was cantering around and every so often it would buck and rear, this horse had four legs and for the first time the three-legged horse thought to himself how lucky this other horse was to have four legs. For the first time he wished he too had four legs so he could move like this horse.


He made his way towards the brown horse, but he moved slowly, trying to control his movement as much as he could, so the other horse wouldn’t notice how awkward the three legged horses’ movements were.

As he reached the fence the brown horse trotted over to greet him.

'You move with such grace he said to the brown horse, I really wish I could move like you but because I only have three legs I’ll never be able to move that way. You must be the luckiest horse in the whole world - I wish I was like you.' He said.


The brown horse nodded and said she once was the happiest horse she knew, once she was used to plow the fields, was taken care of by the family and on occasion the children would plait her hair and mane but she had grown older and when the children go a new horse, they stopped coming to see her. Their new horse was used for jumping and moved much better than she did and the children spent their days with this horse in the arena and their weekends at shows. Their new horse jumped so well and wore the most attractive saddle and bridle and was loved by everyone of the family. The brown horse didn’t feel so happy anymore because it was left in a field alone.


The three-legged horse decided he’d go to see the horse with the beautiful saddle and bridle and so he made his way across the road, up a lane and in a small arena he met the other horse. The three-legged horse was so impressed with this horse that he was worried to go over and talk to him, after all the three-legged horse had mud covering his legs, brambles in his mane and tail and had began to realise he didn’t smell quite as nice as the other horses.


Finally he decided to go over and spoke to the horse who chewing on his bit.

'You must be so happy he asked the horse, you ar