All I pay my shrink is the cost of feed and hay...
Because d'awwwwwwwwwwww, cyootest picture ever!! Hello, Pony. This is what happens when you sit in a corner somewhere far away from pony. She has to stop playing and come over to see if you're OK. Well, this is what happens when I do that, anyway. ;D
(And before anyone asks, yes, I'm aware that at 16.2 hh she is not a pony but a horse. But you see, we like to call her Pony for that exact reason.)