My other experience was that my dad got a pony for me and his mother for my sisters. We had a pit bull and a german shepherd that went nuts and killed them one dayThe pit bull was pure white and came into the house covered in blood. Very traumatic. My dad took both dogs to the woods and shot them. I was probably about 4 years old at the time.
Nope, I was 5 or 6. I remember waiting for the school bus the next morning and looking back to see the horses covered in tarps![]()
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I am going to dream about Snowy, King, Missy and her colt tonight, I just know it. There is more to this story. When we went to pick these horses up and were driving them home in the trailer, these two teenage kids went to pass us and hit a car in the other lane head on. One of the kids went through the windshield and was killed