Honest and true

Ottawa Citizen readers tell horse stories in anticipation of Canadian Museum of Civilization’s exhibit The Horse.

My horse completes me. His name is Tyke, and in the 10 years I’ve had him, he has helped me out in more ways than one. Tyke helped bring me out of my shell in a time when I was so shy that if I left my house at all, I would cross the street to avoid others coming my way. I gained confidence from our years of success in the show ring together. He has been my rock through several turbulent bouts of depression, and when I was betrayed and let down by people I thought I could trust, Tyke was there for me, as honest and as true as he’d always been, and he still is. I know him like the back of my hand, and I’ve known him longer than I’ve known most people. I can honestly say that I don’t know where I would be without my beloved Tyke.

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