I am getting ahead of myself. Let me back up.
Like all of you, I have always wanted my very own pony. A pony that could give me rides whenever I wanted. A pony that would swish his beautiful tail and cover me in a blizzard of rainbow-colored sparkles. In short, a pony that make me the happiest goose in the world.
Imagine, then, how my bill hit the floor when I saw -- next to a bag of my own much-hated "waterfowl food" -- a bag of pony food!!!!!!!!
Could it be?!?!?!? My birthday is coming up!!!