You may be familiar with a miniature horse named Cheesecake who warmed the hearts of spectators at the April 26 On Procession parade in Fountain Square. What you may not know is the tale behind the parade that brought him to that day. This is my personal account of Cheesecake, the miniature horse who could.
Wednesday, April 23
Three days and counting until parade day. My husband and I were checking out the parade route and scoping out bike racks in Fountain Square. We decided to ride our bikes over to Garfield Park and discovered the Pleasant Run Trail. After perusing in the spring air for an hour, it was time to head back home. Still on the trail, I slowed down upon catching sight of an adorably plump, but unusually small statured horse being brushed on a front porch. I excitedly shouted something like, “Look at the little horse!” and sped past. My more patient husband stopped for a closer look before catching up with me. How often to you see something like that?
Thursday, April 24
Business as usual. The mini-horse was little more than a faint memory from the day before.
Friday, April 25
12:48 p.m. The news hits. A forwarded IndyStar.com news article from my husband: “Miniature Horse Missing.” The beloved family pet, named Cheesecake, had disappeared from its own backyard on East Pleasant Run Parkway South Drive. The article noted that Cheesecake was scheduled to be in the Fountain Square parade the following Saturday. I immediately made the connection. Our dear little horse had a name, a cause and was missing!
Later Friday afternoon
Time for action. On Procession t-shirts arrived for parade day volunteers at the IMA. Designed by Elasticbrand, they feature a blank white area on the front for one’s own artistic inclinations. Mine would soon read, “Missing Cheesecake” with an illustration of the white and brown, 100 pound miniature horse. Below the image was printed “Actual size.” (Thanks to graphic designers Kristi & Matthew for the inspiration.)
Saturday, April 26
Parade day! Donning my t-shirt as a walking billboard, with no word of Cheesecake’s fate, I solemnly walked the parade route handing out brochures. One end of the parade passed by, and I awaited the the remainder of the procession from the opposite direction. There near the end of the line, low-and-behold, was Cheesecake! I rushed into the street for an unexpected reunion with people I had never before met, but whom welcomed me at first sight of my “Missing Cheesecake” t-shirt. They were actually thrilled that someone knew their story. I followed the little guy to the end of the parade route and snapped a few photos in between all the attention he was receiving from other fans. Cheesecake’s owners retold the wee horse’s happy homecoming. Friday afternoon they found him in a yard about a mile away from their home gorging himself on grass. May Cheesecake live happily ever after.
In the words of Paul Harvey, “And now you know the rest of the story!”