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My uncle had a pony that was full of fun. He would drink the barn cats milk and eat the dog food out of the barrel it was kept in. He liked cats and allowed them to have their kittens in his hay manager. But you had to be careful if you stepped behind him, as he would kick out with both hind legs. He was fun to ride, but also liked to dump us off in the mud. Then stand by and laugh. Well, it always seemed that he had a smile on his face, after we were covered in mud.
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