Jake, The Carousel Pony - Chapter 3

The next thing I knew the young man was carrying me out the door and down the street.  He brought me home with him.  He took me down into his basement.  There I sat, with all these toys.  There were cowboy hats, and boots, and wagons, too! Then, I saw the picture! It was, Teddy!  Teddy was dressed in his cowboy hat, boots, and leather vest!  He was riding me on the carousel, just like in the old days!

The man who had brought me home with him was my old pal, Teddy.  He was Teddy who used to ride with me and Wildfire and Bluebell and all the others.  He was now all grown up.  I felt sad when I looked at that picture.  I no longer had the bright new shiney paint that I had in the picture. Teddy told me, "Don't be sad, Jake, my old friend.  I'm going to take care of you, now."

The nexxt day Teddy came home with a surprise.  Teddy brought Dusty down to the basement to join me!  Dusty looked worse than I did.  His brown mane was mostly gone, now.  There were only patches of brown on his head and on his back.  "Dusty!" I shouted.  "I am so happy to finally be with one of my old pals!"  Dusty said, "Me too, Jake.  But, gee, I know I don't look as handsome as I did in the old days."  I told Dusty, "Oh, don't worry about that, I don't look the same, either.  At least we are back together again."  Soon Teddy had gathered almost all of the carousel ponies.  All of us but Wildfire were together once more.  We were so very happy to be together agaiin after such a long time. 

One night Teddy came down to the crowded basement and told us, "Hey! friends, tomiorrow morning we are all going on a trip.  Now, don't be scared this time.  I will be with you.  We will all be together for this very special surprise trip."

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