Dear Blog,
Sorry have meant to have written to you a couple of times this week just havent't seemed to have found the time.
Mum is quite poorly still, Daddy is still really down and what always happens whe you are down. Something bad.
Well Monday kept to this belief. Our old hunter Big Boy died of a heart attack in the field. I know that it was good that he just died and didn't suffer but it still isn't very nice to see. Of course he died late afternoon on the sunniest bank of the field which made it nice to know but impossible to have him moved.
Tuesday morning I was allowed and hour off school to help when they came to take him. He didn't look as big today. I got upset when they strapped his back legs up and started to move him because I thought they would break his legs, but his body quickly followed.
Mum took a piece of his tail and said she will put it in a picture of him for Daddy because he wasn't able to say goodbye. He has gone back into his shell again though so I know it has upet him.
Everyone at school must think I don't have a heart because I never cry when my animals or people die. I do get upset and it really hurts but I just don't let anyone see me cry. So when Big Boy had gone, I went back to school and carried on.
It seemed that everyone at school was having a tough day too, teachers, kids it was all going wrong. Positive thinking, that what we all need to do.
The rest of the week was OK, Mum's car failed the MOT because of a broken back light. It took the garage and hour and and half to do the MOT, I never knew it could take so flipping long.
I had to go into the bank to sort out my name and everything because I am now 16 and that also took ages.
Today, I am buying some new clothes and going out tonight with Kelly and Julie for my birthday. Wooooooooo hoooooooooo
Better go get ready
Huggles
Niamh x x x
Sorry have meant to have written to you a couple of times this week just havent't seemed to have found the time.
Mum is quite poorly still, Daddy is still really down and what always happens whe you are down. Something bad.
Well Monday kept to this belief. Our old hunter Big Boy died of a heart attack in the field. I know that it was good that he just died and didn't suffer but it still isn't very nice to see. Of course he died late afternoon on the sunniest bank of the field which made it nice to know but impossible to have him moved.
Tuesday morning I was allowed and hour off school to help when they came to take him. He didn't look as big today. I got upset when they strapped his back legs up and started to move him because I thought they would break his legs, but his body quickly followed.
Mum took a piece of his tail and said she will put it in a picture of him for Daddy because he wasn't able to say goodbye. He has gone back into his shell again though so I know it has upet him.
Everyone at school must think I don't have a heart because I never cry when my animals or people die. I do get upset and it really hurts but I just don't let anyone see me cry. So when Big Boy had gone, I went back to school and carried on.
It seemed that everyone at school was having a tough day too, teachers, kids it was all going wrong. Positive thinking, that what we all need to do.
The rest of the week was OK, Mum's car failed the MOT because of a broken back light. It took the garage and hour and and half to do the MOT, I never knew it could take so flipping long.
I had to go into the bank to sort out my name and everything because I am now 16 and that also took ages.
Today, I am buying some new clothes and going out tonight with Kelly and Julie for my birthday. Wooooooooo hoooooooooo
Better go get ready
Huggles
Niamh x x x