Today marks a year since one of the worst days of my life. This time last year, I was sat with tears running down my face in a state of shock.
My pony Jody, was attacked by dogs in her field and was so badly mauled that there was no hope of saving her. She was put to sleep with in 10 minutes of the vet arriving.
Jody was only 15 years old, quite young considering ponies often live into their 30’s or 40’s. I had had her since I was 10 years old.
The first time I was introduced to her, she was a gangly little two year old who stood on my foot. I wanted to get rid of her there and then! LOL. I am glad no one listened to my childish demands, because she became my best friend.
I learnt to ride on her, I learnt about caring for another living being and how to keep her healthy and happy. She taught me a lot of things and I miss her dearly.
I cannot believe she has been gone for a whole year, it still hasn’t sunk in yet that I am never going to see her again.