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Bob, your colors were black and red. I know people will make fun of me for missing you like I do, but I don't care. You were my best friend and no other horse will ever replace you. The last time I saw you, you were perfectly fine. We'd come out one night to feed you and you were just fine. But then Wednesday you escaped from your pen, again, and had gotten into the wheat.
So on Thursday, July 16, 2009, my best friend, first and best horse, died. R.I.P. Bob! I love you and I'll miss you! <3
My dad came out the morning of Thurday, July 16, 2009, and found you lying down beside the horse trailer. He got you up, but then you started twitching badly and throwing your head like something was wrong. Too bad there was.
Then you lay down in the front yar, they couldn't get you up. They even moved the corral to put around you so you wouldn't wander off at night if you got up, but that didn't work. You still got out and managed to lay down again.
BOB
