During our wedding photoshoot, my horse suddenly started neighing loudly — right at my fiancé — and a few seconds later… she bit him: At first, I thought the animal had just been startled by the camera flash or the guests’ laughter, but then I noticed something strange…

During our wedding photoshoot, my horse suddenly started neighing loudly — right at my fiancé — and a few seconds later… she bit him: At first, I thought the animal had just been startled by the camera flash or the guests’ laughter, but then I noticed something strange… 😨😲

From early that morning, I had been filled with joy, because I had always dreamed that my beloved horse would appear in our wedding photos — my most loyal friend. She was gentle, obedient, affectionate, and I trusted her more than anyone else. This horse had been a gift from my late father, so she held a very special place in my heart.

My fiancé didn’t mind the idea — on the contrary, he said photos with the horse would be unique and romantic. Everything was going perfectly: a soft breeze, the morning light, the photographer giving directions. But as soon as we approached the fence and stood next to the horse, she suddenly began to neigh loudly, stomp her hooves, toss her head, and even push my fiancé in the chest with her muzzle.

I tried to calm her down, stroked her neck, whispered gentle words, but then she abruptly lowered her head and bit him hard on the shoulder. My fiancé cried out, stumbled back, and yelled in pain:

— Your horse has gone crazy! Call a doctor!

I was in shock. I couldn’t understand what had come over her. The horse I’d known since childhood had never hurt anyone. But just a few minutes later, I realized she wasn’t crazy at all.

A little later, I discovered the real reason for her strange behavior — and I was horrified 😱😱 Continued in the first comment 👇👇

As I angrily scolded the horse, our stableman approached me. He spoke quietly but seriously:

— Don’t be angry with her… She saw everything and just didn’t want to stand next to a cheater.

I was stunned.

— What do you mean? What did she see?

Then the stableman told me that while I had been away at competitions, my fiancé had come to the stables several times — not alone. He brought another woman with him, showed her my horses, bragged, and hugged her — right in front of my loyal horse.

Then everything became clear. She simply couldn’t stand being near someone who had hurt me.

The wedding never took place. I went home, took off my dress, and hugged my one true friend.

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