Goodbye, My Friend

Losing this lifelong equine companion was heartbreaking

- J.F. Dickinson

Losing a friend is devastating. I recently lost one whom I’d had for over 21 years. We’d spent so many days together it is difficult to even think about him not being there for me. I don’t know how I’m going to go on without that shoulder to cry on, or enjoying the great outdoors with him through all kinds of weather, knowing I could count on him to get me wherever I was going in comfort and style.

I am speaking of my horse, Skookum Cat. I first met “Cat” in 1997 while looking for a replacement horse for a cross-country ride my husband and I had gone on the previous three summers. We were taking part in the NWMP (North-West Mounted Police) Boundary Commission Trail Ride that went from Manitoba to Alberta. I’d been looking for a while when we went to a local estate auction one Saturday and happened to run into an acquaintance who we knew was very knowledgeable about horses. I mentioned the type of horse I wanted, and he said he had the one for me.

I’d always owned Arabians, and still do. I know many people have different opinions on breeds of horses, however, I believe that how you treat the horse will determine the response you get in return. This particular gentleman only raised quarter horses, but I am open-minded and was willing to see this special horse. We chatted with the potential seller, and agreed to meet him the following day at his ranch.