I hated My Little Dashie. Every single thing about it was unrealistic and unconvincing. It was engineered to be the most sappy, relatable brony story of all time, the thing that the majority of bronies wish could happen, at the cost of creative storytelling and logical character interaction. That's how it felt to me, anyway. The whole time I was just thinking "No, no, no, this isn't how things would happen here, even taking for granted everything that lead up to it".
Also, I have a blanket it in my bed and sometimes I hug it and pretend it's my daughter Scootaloo.