>And a pony. No, wait, I don't want a pony.
>I had one of those when I was a kid and it was just... not as awesome
>as the reports would lead a person to suspect. They're a lot of work
>and they bite.

On my west-bound drive to work there is a small group of ponies in one of the hobby farms between Wamego and Manhattan KS.

Presided over by a rather brilliantly colored rooster. And damned if the ponies don't seemed more than a little wary of him.

Brian