When I was young I didn't have many friends. I did have two sisters but they were close and I always seemed to be on the outside looking in. I made a friend though, a dog that lived up the street called Rusty. I visited him everyday. Played ball with him and took him treats. He filled my world somehow. His owners didn't seem to mind, I can't even remember their name , but I will never forget Rusty.
This is a story about a little girl who finds herself on the lonely side too. Her name is Daisy . She is fearless and fun and meets a sad pony that nobody wants. Their worlds collide and a wonderful friendship grows.
When I was young I didn't have many friends. I did have two sisters but they were close and I always seemed to be on the outside looking in. I made a friend though, a dog that lived up the street called Rusty. I visited him everyday. Played ball with him and took him treats. He filled my world somehow. His owners didn't seem to mind, I can't even remember their name , but I will never forget Rusty.
This is a story about a little girl who finds herself on the lonely side too. Her name is Daisy . She is fearless and fun and meets a sad pony that nobody wants. Their worlds collide and a wonderful friendship grows.