• Published 20th Feb 2013
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A Mare's Best Friend - distortedtruth92



Applejack must bury her best friend

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A Mare's Best Friend

Applejack woke up from a restful sleep. She slowly got out of bed and tiredly made her way to the bathroom connected to her room. She took a quick shower before headed downstairs to feed Winona.

“Winona!” she called out. “Winona, come here, girl.” When Applejack got no response, she began to get worried. She walked outside and saw her precious Border Collie still sleeping in her doghouse. Applejack smiled as she trotted up to the sleeping dog. “C'mon, Winona. Wake up girl.” The canine did not stir. Applejack reached out a hoof to stir her friend awake. As she came into contact with the body, she found it stiff and cold, unmoving and lifeless.

Applejack backed away, not believing what she was seeing. Her dog, no, her best friend lay lifeless before her. Her mind was numb. She could not think straight. She sat down and pulled the deceased canine towards her, cradling the body in her arms. She slowly rocked back and forth, her tears falling to stain the brown and white coat of Winona.

Applejack set her best friend back down on the hay she had been sleeping on and started walking towards the farm house, her eyes sending rivulets down her cheeks. She trotted up to her room and grabbed her favorite blanket off her bed. She trotted back to Winona's doghouse and gently placed the blanket over the canine, as if tucking her in. Applejack kissed her friend on the forehead before retreating out of the house. Sitting in front of the house in a silent vigil.

What happened, Winona? We were rough housin' just yesterday. You were so full of life. What happened, girl?

So lost in her thoughts was Applejack that she did not notice Big Macintosh come up behind her. “Hey AJ, What're ya doin' out he-” he stopped speaking as her say the blanket over Winona and the tears running down Applejack's face. He stared at the dog for a good minute before his eyes started to leak. Applejack looked to her older brother and, as if seeing his tears was the catalyst, she burst into heavy sobs. She threw her forelegs around his neck and soaked his coat with her tears. He wrapped a foreleg around his little sister and gently patted her back, his own tears flowing into Applejack's blonde mane. The two stayed that way for five minutes before finally breaking apart.

Big Mac looked into his sister's watery eyes with his own. “We need ta bury her, AJ. Ah don' want 'Bloom ta see her like this.”

Applejack nodded slowly. “Yer right o' course. Ah just want ta sit with her a bit longer.”

“Ah understand lil' sis. Ah'll be inside if ya need anything.”

Applejack nodded again, not feeling it necessary to verbally respond. She continued to stare at her best friend. After sitting for a minute more she stuck her head in the doghouse. She wrapped the blanket around the canine and picked her up she slowly marched to Winona's favorite tree in the whole orchard, the one she always slept under with Applejack. She set Winona down on the ground and sadly made her way to the barn. She unlatched the door and trudged inside. She looked to her left and immediately found what she was looking for, the old shovel that Big Mac had used to bury their parents. She grabbed the tool in her mouth and made her way to the tree that her best friend lay under. She laid the shovel down in order to grip it with her forehooves. She stood on her hind legs as she dug the shovel into the soft earth.

She had been digging for ten minutes before her shovel struck a root of the tree. She brought the shovel down on the root, digging it in several inches. She kept hacking at the root until, finally, she cut through it. She set the shovel on the ground to take a break, only to yelp in pain as her hooves touched the ground. She looked at her hooves and saw that they were bloody from the hard digging. She honestly did not care. She would bury Winona here no matter what.

“Hey, AJ, whatcha doin'?”

Applejack looked up to see her cyan colored friend hovering above her. “Nothin', Rainbow.”

Rainbow Dash took one good look at Applejack and noticed something was wrong. “Sure doesn't look like 'nothing'. Seriously AJ, what's goi-” She stopped as she noticed the bundled up blanket next to the hole. Rainbow looked back to Applejack, who had fresh tears in her eyes. She swooped in and wrapped her friend in a tight embrace. “Oh, Applejack, I'm so sorry.” She stood there silently patting Applejack on the back, letting the farm pony cry into her shoulder. As Applejack finally pushed away, Rainbow silently flew to the barn and grabbed another shovel. With out a word the two friends continued to dig the hole until it was large enough for the orange mare's best friend.

Applejack slowly moved to Winona's lifeless form and picked her up. She laid down the canine, blanket and all, into the hole. As she looked upon the form that had been her best friend, renewed tears forced their way to her eyes, streaming down her cheeks. Rainbow Dash scooted over and draped a foreleg across the shoulders of her friend.

Applejack, tears still streaming down her face, moved to place the dirt over her friend. This time, Rainbow did not help, sensing that this was something Applejack needed to do for herself. Instead, she grabbed to small branches and began to weave them together with some grass.

As Applejack finished, she stood back, looking upon the fresh grave. Rainbow Dash moved forward and placed her finished project, a cross, into the freshly turned earth. She stood back and both mare's stood silent vigil over the dog.

Good bye Winona, the best friend I've ever had. I loved you and will always continue to love you. May your sleep be peaceful, and when we meet again we will roll around in the fields of the Great Plains. Until then, sleep well my beautiful princess.

Author's Note:

For Lily. The most loving and dependable dog anyone could ever ask for. I love you girl.

Comments ( 13 )

:applecry:

Anybody who has lost a companion can really relate to this story.

I know I sure as hell can.

All the feels it hurts me, because my family owned a dog which we all loved and when she pasted we all where sad. :fluttercry: I knew her since I was a baby and couldn`t even do for myself. When I cried she was the first one their like I was a new born puppy to her. :applecry:

But even in the darkest moments of a life gone you must remember the good times and keep being strong for her, even when its your time and you two must meet once more. :pinkiesad2:
This was truly the best story about real life to ever be made, and I sorry for your loss. :raritydespair:

Dude...I know how you feel...honestly...I do. I just lost my dog Rosie. She's been in our family for 13 years...She has been my companion forever...but sadly we had to put her down Monday...I am sorry for your loss, but I'm grieving right along with you...Stay strong...I myself am trying to and barely succeeding right now. I don't have enough things right now to take my mind off of it...like at all...Honestly...I'm lonely and slightly lost without her...this story...well, let's just say this story has brought me to a new height of depression...I'm actually crying right now over it...and I'm surprised my spelling isn't that bad...Alright, well I'm rambling...good luck Distorted Truth...

Signed,
Ambro

Nicely written and, more importantly, my condolences. The most heartbreaking times I've had were when my pets have passed. :fluttercry:

These people helped me.

I feel your pain, and I offer all my condolences to you, my friend. It's been seven years since I lost my dog Kuma, and four months since I lost my other dog Gunny. Both were great companions and I would never trade them for any other dog. But I do have a question...

Can I use this idea for my story Comradery and Beyond? This would be great for when I need a sad one shot in the story. :twilightsheepish: :fluttercry:

2153151 feel free just be sure to credit me

2153209

I shall! Thank you my friend.

My condolences for your loss. I too know what its like to lose a pet. One of our dogs was put down a couple of years ago and the other one died a few months later.

This was a heart-wrenching story. You have managed to fit so many feels into so few words.

Yours is the second story I have seen on this subject (the first being one I wrote myself). But I guess this is a subject few people want to write about, which is understandable.

Thank you for writing this. You've earned a thumbs up and a favourite from me.

2153449 thank you. I just finished reading yours. Not bad

I Feel Your Pain Too, My Friend, Two or Three Years Ago, Me and My Family Lost (D-O-G) Dee-O-Gee in a Car Accident, We've All Have Suffered a Terrible Lost to Our Family's Lovable Dog. R.I.P D-O-G :applecry: :fluttercry: :raritycry:

i know your pain. when i was 5. my dog Simba (named after Simba from Lion King since i loved the movie) was hit by a truck. Steve (my brother) was driving by the truck and his car got covered in his blood. at first sight of it. i thought it was red gelitan. then. i realized. soon. his grave is in our backyard. everyday. i go to the backyard and pay my respects to him..:applecry: i miss you Simba :fluttercry: R.I.P Simba. ??? - ??? *cries alot*

:ajsleepy: *Keeps his hat low to mask the tears in his eyes* I am not normally moved so easily.......but..... I cannot deny how I have felt this same pain several times over......

5 of 6......

I had 6 dogs myself, slowly found or adopted one by one over time till we had all 6 in one house...... and over time they would each pass one by one, and sadly none of them, no matter how well we took care of them, was able to pass peacefully..........it's so quiet and lonely now with only one left.....and I can't help but think he feels the same......

*lowers his hat to his heart as he remembers his cherished friends*

I give on a moment of silence for all the cherished loved ones, the kindred spirit companions, that we have all lost in this life.......

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*Places his hat back on his head and smiles* A wonderful little story, a wonderful testament to your fallen companion.

:ajsmug: Take care, my friend. And carry on.

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