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>Own one fluffy pony.
>Hugo; a yellow unicorn stallion with green mane.
>Spoiled brat fluffy, but that's as much your fault as his.
>Has a big safe room with toys.
>Plenty of food.
>Fenced in back-yard...net above to keep out hawks.
>Everything his little fluffy heart could desire.
>You even let him have friends.
>Sometimes strays and ferals come into the yard.
>If they're friendly and non-aggressive you let them stay a while.
>Hugo enjoys playing with these "fwiends."
>When it gets dark you bring Hugo inside.
>Strays always whimper and beg to come inside.
>"Pwease new daddee?" "Come inside?" "Haf nummies?"
>That's a big N-O.
>One fluffy pony is enough.
>They'll sit in the back yard and cry for hours.
>If they're too noisy you go out and spray them with the hose.
>Either way they're gone by morning.
One day...
>Hugo hops up on your lap.
>"Daddee...fwuffy pwease wan' fwiends."
"Hugo, I let your fluffy pony friends play in the backyard all the time."
>"Nuuu! Fwuffy wan' fwiends come inside! Fwiends stay!"
"No, Hugo...there's only room for one fluffy pony here."
>Hugo cries, begs and even throws a small tantrum.
>Maybe he does need some friends.
>Maybe you can teach him a lesson.