Daddy Has To Pony Up For Another One

(My sister is eight and I’m four. We’ve grown up around horses, riding our dad’s since before we could walk. My oldest sister has just gotten a free pony after begging for her own for years. My dad isn’t happy but has agreed to keep the pony. It’s winter, just after a snowstorm, and my sister has been thrown from the pony into a huge snow pile. I’m laughing at her.)

Sister: “I’d like to see you do any better!”

Me: “Bet I can!”

(I get on the pony and she takes off, trying to get me off by turning sharp and getting almost too close to trees. She finally slides to a stop, causing me to lean forward, before rearing up and throwing me into a frozen water trough.)

Mom: “That pony’s sure got good aim.”

Dad: “Good. Now maybe they’ll stop asking us for pets.”

Me: “Daddy, I want a better pony!”

Dad: “D*** it!”

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