My first pony!
When I was a child my parents took me up the road to a neighbors house to see his new filly who was born the night before. When I walked into the barn there was Penny, a little bay Newfoundland pony, standing in her stall looking over her shoulder at me. She had these amazing, great big kind eyes! I was instantly in love. I lost all interest in the newborn. All I could see was Penny.
My neighbour told me I could ride her any time I wanted. After a while he told me if I wanted to buy her I could. My parents were not horse people, but they told me that I could have her if I saved up enough money to buy her myself and as long as I took good care of her.
I worked my butt off. The very next summer she was mine! She was a pure sweetheart! The absolute best pony ever! She would do anything you asked of her. I took her everywhere I went, I never had to worry about tying her, because she would follow me around like a dog. I fell off her more times than I can count, but every time, she would come trotting back to get me. She was a little escape artist, used to get out of her barn and paddock all the time, but every time she did, she would come straight up to the house, look in through the kitchen window, and wait for someone to come out and give her a treat.
She was such a special pony. I am always going to miss her.
Last edited by lovesmyhawse; 04-30-2011 at 04:19 PM.