Skip the siblings, get your kid a horse

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By Amanda Fanger

When I was a wee tike, there was nothing in the world I wanted more than a horse.

Instead, I got siblings.

Growing up, “horse”— followed closely by “saddle, bridle” and “cowgirl hat”— topped my Christmas wish list. I can’t tell how many times I begged and pleaded with my parents to let me have a horse of my own. I remember threatening to run away with the circus because I thought I’d get to work with the performance horses.

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