Am I the only one who find it sad seeing Ponies at flea markets? Especially when they are really dirty? Reminds me of my Blossom I found some weeks ago. It was a stand with old clothes and there she stood there... all alone, all Dirty her hair braided with paper ribbons. Her hair was beauitfull and no paint flaws. Only some pin dots. but it just were sad seeing her standing there all alone. Ofc I took her with me. Its like she wanted me to.
I did the same with a Baby Flicker I still need to clean her.
But what makes me so sad is the story. I bet the people who sell them had some lovely time with them and they the ponies know its all ending when they end up on the flea market. Its just scary what might happens there. They get sold to a collector who will make them beautifull again and give them a good rest after a time of playing. Or they go to childeren who will love them. But what happens when they go to someone who gives them to their childeren who chew on them or just dump them because they are boring? Wich makes them lead to the garbage one day or eternal storage. But what happens when they dont get sold? Will they go home? Or be trown away?
I just like to think about things like this. Like seeing them as something real.
I wanna ask if Im the only one who feels like this.