A Cowboy's Goodbye

This is a new piece that I am currently working on. I know people may get mad at this one so in advance, I am sorry.

I was always upset that Bo Peep wasn't in Toy Story 3. I was even more upset that they quickly glanced over the reasoning for her disappearance. One day I was watching something Toy Story related on YouTube and looked at the comments where some users discussed Bo's disappearance. I thought it was kind of funny how some just thought she was sold (which they did say in the movie) while others believe she died, which made me think of my own reasoning for her disappearance.

My own personal theory after watching the clip was that Bo was indeed sold at a garage sale however, as she was leaving with her new "family", (the term "owner" just seems so negative when it comes to these toys that so many of us grew up with) she was accidentally dropped and was left in a unrepairable condition (remember, she was porcelain) and in a toy sense, "dead". Unfortunately, Woody, all of the other toys and Bo's friends had witnessed this very tragic event which created a very haunting memory for them that they would never forget. Of course, Bo's loss was the hardest on Woody however because he was seen as a leader to the toys, he would try his hardest to not show his pain by trying to stay strong for everyone else. When he was alone though, he couldn't hide his pain anymore. He wasn't the fearless Cowboy that his friends knew and would crumble just wishing Bo was there again with him and thinking about how he could have protected her. Bo was gone though and so was a piece of Woody's little toy heart.

So again, I am sorry if this made anyone sad. As I finish the piece, I will try to think of a creative way to put the story. It is a little darker than most of my stuff. For me, it kind of reflects a piece of me right now. I am always the strong one in my family. When I was six years old, my grandmother passed away from Ovarian cancer and I remember refusing to cry because I wanted to show my mommy that I was strong and would make her happy again. May 6th, 2013, I lost my great grandmother. She would have been 94 in June. Her death was unexpected (she was very healthy for her age) and it was really hard on the entire family. I was supposed to go to Montana this summer to help her out after not being able to see her for a few years. This of course made it harder for me to cope with her death as I felt incredibly guilty. While I am totally fine now, this is kind of my final salute to her. It just happens she used to collect dolls, especially porcelain ones.

So yes, this is dedicated to my Great Grandma Pauline. We miss you so much every day and there will never be another place like visiting you at that little yellow trailer where you could hear Bonanza miles down the road. We love you!

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Woody, Bo, Sheep (C) Disney
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