I was taking my dog out for her walk last night, when I heard something in the field across from our house. When I look up, I see a pony trotting through our yard.
I went inside to tell my husband that someone's pony was loose and he needed to run it off. I didn't grow up on a farm like my husband did...and I didn't want this thing roaming through my yard. He wouldn't go shoo it. He didn't believe me.
So this morning when I left for work, as gross as it was, I was very glad to see a nice big pile right next to his car.
He believes me now!