A few days after the hair came off, we walked down to Sultan's pasture where he lives with a dozen other horses. Corinne hadn't seen him for a while and he was wary. A bit standoffish.

Who was this person? She smelled familiar, but she didn't look right at all. Finally, Corinne squatted down and let him make the decision about coming closer. He did. Once the skittish Sultan realized this was just his lady with a weird new haircut (one that looked kind of like that man she lived with now), everything was fine.

Corinne's relationship with Sultan keeps her strong and healthy: both mentally and physically. During her chemotherapy, she did not feel strong enough to ride him… often not strong enough to go see him and care for him. So, she allowed a few other women who visited the stable to ride him. In normal circumstances, Corinne is extremely reluctant to permit nearly anyone else to ride her Sultan.