by Hannah-Lee Wilson
my loving horse will live on.
He died in a horrible way & he did not diseve this fate.
One day as me & my loving horse were troting down a bridge.the most horriblest looking dog appered out of no where.
This horrible dog jumped up to bite me & as my horses only thought was to protect his loving owner who was carying his new owner inside of her, he bent down & bit the dog.
No sooner had he done this the horible thing turned & locked onto poor Randies nose.
My poor horse tried to get this dog off himself but there was no way it was going to let go.
It was locked on to my horses nose & my poor Randy shrilled in pain & horor.
I was scared so mush that I flied my horses back & ran to a neer house not looking back incase of seeing something horrible.
As I approched the house I was suprised that a friendly looking man was peering at me.
As I muttered out my story he ran out to the bridge with a large stick & I followed after being told not to.
I saw him wack the dog with such a blow that it detached from my Randy & fell motionless to the ground.
I ran up to my horse & lifted his head to my lap.
The poor man reached over & rested his arm on my shoulder.
Randy died of a brocken colar bone, fractured neck,a punchered windpipe & assofagest.
My poor horse is now laying in all the lacks around my house.
My daughter who is now 8 swimes under Randies protection & presents with a smile on her face to know that she was still born today becouse of a wonderful horse that was only 5 & the most loyalist horse I have ever owned for his age.
Randy you are missed derely & im sure you are happy & helthy where you are.