When Scott and Jackie Nelson first laid eyes on Coconut the horse, they were astonished to discover she hailed from Melbourne, Florida.
With over three million admirers captivated by her distinctiveness, the Nelsons felt compelled to capture her beauty when she was just two days old, eager to showcase her to the world.
At the tender age of two, the couple, proprietors of the Down Under Colour ranch where they breed horses, decided to introduce Coconut to the outdoors while filming the momentous occasion.
Described on YouTube as a War Horse, Coconut boasts remarkably rare markings. In Native American culture, War Horses were revered, often ridden by chiefs or medicine men, spiritual leaders of their communities.
To qualify as a War Horse, they must possess specific features such as one blue eye encircled by distinctive markings and a shield pattern on their chest.
In Native American lore, this eye is known as the Sky Eye. It was believed that this single blue eye could guide the spirits of a fallen Chief or Medicine Man to their gods, particularly in the event of their demise in battle. This mystical quality adds to Coconut’s allure and uniqueness.
Witness Coconut’s striking presence in the video below and experience her extraordinary beauty firsthand.
If the story of this exceptional foal has touched you as it did the Nelsons, feel free to share her tale with others.
For Years My Neighbor Comes Home for 15 Minutes in the Middle of the Day — I Finally Dared to Take a Peek
As I hurried to my front door, I realized that I only had fifteen minutes left. I quickly headed toward the open window as soon as I thought no one was watching. I was happy that no neighbors were observing when I peered over the windowsill.
Their living area was same to all others. Mike faced away from me while holding a high-end camera. With a subtle smile, Jill turned to face him. My attention was drawn to a brief glimpse of motion near the room’s edge. Mike had my whole attention. His wife yelled, “Someone’s there!,” as our eyes locked, and I lost my breath. There’s someone looking inside!
No, no, no! I pondered. This is not possible!
With my heart racing, I hurried back to my house and secured the door. What was going through my mind? I peeked inside their house, but why? Had I caused them any offense? I thought they were going to call the cops.
The quiet was broken the following day by a knock on my door. Taking a glance through the peephole made my stomach turn. It was Mike. He pulled out a picture from an envelope he was holding. My picture. “Want to elaborate?” he inquired, seeming amused.
I admitted, embarrassed. To my astonishment, Mike grinned and extended an invitation to visit, stating that he loves Jill by taking her picture every day. I treasured their endearing custom and never looked out the window again after that day.
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