May 1992 - 7th
November 2004 |
My little baby girl, my one and only!
There are so many
things to say about you. I love you and miss you so much. You were brought
to me when I was only seven by Father Christmas. That morning of 1997 at
4 o'clock in the morning, I saw you grazing in my garden so silently, I had
never been happier in my life, my life-long dream had come to me and it was
you.
We went through so much together, the fears and the tears, but we were
together. You were the stunner of all the shows and did everything so perfect.
You were so small but seemed to manage to do everything no matter how high
or big.
The day of that phone call saying you had been kicked hit me so hard
but it didn't seem bad. I thought it would all be o.k like it always was.
I dreamed we would be together for so long but it was so short. The vet came
and looked at your little leg and the look on him was so terrible, I
knew then this would be it for me and you our last days had come and so horribly.
You were not ill, it was a complete shock, one second you were okay and one
minute you were gone.
This was the first Christmas gone by when I couldn't rush up to
you!
Now we lay you down to sleep, the hardest thing I have had to do in
my life. You left us behind and have gone somewhere so much better, babe.
I can't wait to see you again. I know you will be there waiting for
me, making it all easier for me.
I love and miss you so much it hurts. You will never be replaced or
forgotten. You were my first little pony. You meant the most out of
everything.
Love,
Hollie
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