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[There is a wild shaggy, black shetland pony walking through the snow.
Every so often it pauses to huff, but cresting through the snow seems to prevent no challenges. After all, it is what this animal is bred for.
Oh, and it is talking to itself.]
I feel the loss of my opposable thumbs most sorely... But the coat has its own charm, given the cruel chill of this weather. Yet, still, I crave carrots. How best to access the kitchen in a state such as this...?
Every so often it pauses to huff, but cresting through the snow seems to prevent no challenges. After all, it is what this animal is bred for.
Oh, and it is talking to itself.]
I feel the loss of my opposable thumbs most sorely... But the coat has its own charm, given the cruel chill of this weather. Yet, still, I crave carrots. How best to access the kitchen in a state such as this...?