I don't know why, but small ponies seem to elicit involuntary squeals of delight from everyone.
Here: a clip from Parks and Recreation (it's a tv show, Mom) to prove it:
Anyways, last weekend we wandered down to my brother-in-law's house to borrow something, and happened upon these:
involuntary squeal: omygoshlook! PONIES! [each syllable higher in tone then the previous]
There is something about small horses that no one can resist. Even Daniel was taken with them; he has now given me permission to get one and keep it in our yard as the world's cutest lawn mower.
One of the best things about living on the farm is that random animals pop up all over. My brother-in-law runs a horse back riding business, and decided to stock some ponies for kids to ride. He didn't tell anyone, he just let them loose in the yard.
My nieces and nephews are coming back soon from a few months living in England. I can't WAIT for the shrieks of joy when they find the ponies.