• Published 1st Jan 2015
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Tearful Goodbye - sadittarius

Applejack takes Winona on a walk for the last time.

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One Year Later

Applejack approached the graveyard again, pushing open the metal gate and entering. She closed the gate behind her.

Applejack looked around, intent on finding that single gravestone.

There it was, at the very back.

Walking through the middle isle, Applejack arrived.

She ran her hoof over the words on the stone and read them for the twentieth time.

She came into my heart one day,
so beautiful and smart,
a dear and sweet companion,
I loved her from the start.

And though I knew the time would come
when we would have to part,
she'll never be forgotten.

She left paw prints on my heart.

A Good Dog

Author's Note:

I dedicate this fanfiction to my family's first dog, Sydney,
who passed in January of 2013.
Rest in peace, Sydney Bydney. You will always be remembered.

Comments ( 17 )

Beautiful. My only complaint being it seems short and a bit rushed.

Thanks, I've noted what's been said and will correct my mistakes ASAP. :raritywink:

Thank you both. :twilightsmile:

My description of this story is that it's horribly amazing. I can't even imagine what it would be like if my dog got hit by a car.

I can almost relate a little to this story. Well, part of it-- the part just before the hit. My version has a happy ending, though. One winter, my family was out shoveling the driveway while our beagle, Charlie, was out with us (because he has separation anxiety issues, he never stops whining and barking if even one person leaves the house [or even the room] for even a split second without him, much to the aggravation of everyone else still inside). The next door neighbors were using a Bobcat to clear their driveway. Charlie, a dog already known for making poor decisions, ran over to their side to sniff and pee on the snow piles. The Bobcat was backing up towards him, but because beagles have a one-track mind, he didn't notice it (or our urgent calls), and because beagles are so small, neither did the driver.

Luckily, he finished his business and left at the last possible second. Needless to say, we put him inside after that and warned those still inside that it was for his own safety.

I'm crying because my dog was hit when I was 6 and it was the last day of 1st grade. The driver was driving 45 in a 25 mph zone. Plus the driver didn't even stop to see what happened. :fluttercry:

I love the story though. Keep up the good work! :pinkiesmile:

Horribly amazing= a good thing. :raritywink:

I'm mentally cheering for Charlie :pinkiesmile:

If I could hug you right now, I would. :fluttercry:

A big shout out to everyone: I'm writing another story as we speak! Don't worry, it's not sad. :rainbowwild:

Thank you...

*Hugs you :fluttershysad::fluttershyouch:

5451580 I don't know if "cheering" is the right thing to do, considering his track record for the aforementioned bad decisions. Some examples: He once tried to intimidate a whitetail deer buck, but his attempts to hide his own intimidation weren't fooling anyone, including the deer. That was hilarious. Nowadays, he's become territorial in his old age, but all other male dogs in the family are more than twice his size. That doesn't stop him from trying to pick a fight if we don't keep him separated from them. Remember what I said about his separation anxiety, and that he never shuts up when it sets in? Yeah...

5452081 :rainbowlaugh::rainbowlaugh:
Thanks for the compliment on the fic. :3


He once tried to intimidate a whitetail deer buck, but his attempts to hide his own intimidation weren't fooling anyone, including the deer. That was hilarious.

:facehoof: :rainbowlaugh:

May you rest in doggy heaven winona. Rest in peace

Fuck, the timing of this. My dog literally just died yesterday, or I suppose it would be two days ago now, not a car thankfully, she was just old, but still.

I hope you feel better soon. :fluttercry:

it was sad but a good story.

ive experienced the same thing, except it wasn't a car; it was a coyote. it was one morning when I was I think in fourth grade. my mom brought my dog outside after I left for school and when I got home, my parents told me when I noticed our dog was missing.


I love this piece. Maybe it could have been a tad bit longer, with more detail, but at the same time I know that more detail would push me over the edge to cryville lol

I've had many, many dogs in my life. I will, however, always remember my Casey. Passed away from kidney failure almost 14 years ago now.
Thanks for writing a beautiful piece. Keep up the great work!

If anyone were to take advice from me, this is what I would wish it to be.
That it matters not what others may say. What matters most is the passion you put into your work, day by day.

Wow, this was really good. It didn't make me cry, although, it did make me remember the good times I had with my dog 'Echo'. :ajsleepy:
I think it had just the right pace, well done and "Rest In Peace, Winona":fluttershysad:

I like it. :pinkiehappy: My only complaint, though, is that a feel like this should've been longer. Nonetheless, this was pretty good. :twilightsmile:

So beautiful. I love the ending.

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