I bought a sweet little old pony for one of my DC. His horse passport said he had lived at various homes all over the country during his 20+ years of faithful service to small children, the last several of which had been 100s of miles away on the south coast.
The first time our farrier met him, he was giving his feet a trim and he said
"You know, this pony is the absolute image of my daughter's first pony from 10/12 years ago, in fact I'm almost certain it's him". We laughed, I mean, how many generic sweet old grey ponies do you think there are out there? There must be about a million in our local Pony Club alone slight exaggeration but they are certainly not a rare commodity and they do all look remarkably similar!! I explained that this pony had come from the south coast so it was very unlikely but that I would check his passport when I got home... Farrier told me the pony would probably have been registered by his wife and told me her name (different from his).
Sure enough, there it was in black and white on the passport, one of his early registered owners was my Farrier's wife! This pony had spent years moving from family to family around the country only to end up on a farm less than 5 miles from where he pretty much started! Farrier sent me some lovely photos of his daughter riding the pony as a very small child and they were delighted to have "found" him again after all those years.
Things got even more bizarre a year or so later when I bought an ancient horse lorry. Next time farrier visited he couldn't believe his eyes... yes, that lorry had also been his many years before!!!! I had to promise I wasn't stalking him 😂. So bizarre!