- >Lately your fluffy pony has been eating dirt when it thinks you’re not looking.
- >A week or so after this there seems to be a funny smell coming from its safe room.
- >So you put your fluffy pony in it play pen in the living room and start cleaning.
- >In one of the far corners of the safe room you stumble across something horrible.
- >Under your fluffy pony’s blanket you find a dead baby bird cover in twigs and vomit.
- >As soon as fluffy pony sees you carrying the blanket to the trash it freaks out.
- >”My Baba my baba!” squeals the fluffy pony over and over again.
- > You replace the soled segments of the safety rooms padded floor with new cushions.
- >When you come back you fluffy pony is crying hysterically.
- >It take a good 10 minutes to calm the poor thing down which for a fluffy pony is an eternity.
- >Through fluffy pony’s inane babbling you managed to slowly piece together what happen.
- >One day fluffy pony found a baby bird in the yard and snuck it into the house.
- >Remembering what fluffy pony saw on the nature channel it thought mother birds ate dirt and vomited it back up for the baby bird.
- >You now limit fluffy pony’s T.V. time and pay closer attention when its running around in the back yard.
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