there was no horsing around after all

As Sesame's D-Day rapidly approaches, I made a long list of things I'd like to do before his/her arrival. Allow me to share a few items on the list:

Email the property manager about the leaking sink

Go to the post office

Email the property manager about the hot water heater not working. Again.

Make laundry detergent

I'm really LIVING IT UP these last days of freedom and solitude.

Speaking of living it up, one of the biggest mysteries of my life was solved last week. Back in October I became convinced that our neighbors have a miniature pony. I only saw it one time but I spent MONTHS of my life looking into their yard for any proof that I am not, as some people who will remain nameless have stated, going crazy. I even convinced myself that the pony lives in their little shed.

Well.

Last week I was doing something at the sink and what to my wondering eyes did behold BUT THE PONY. I sprang into action and moved faster than I have moved in months. I'm almost embarrassed to admit that this isn't my first potential sighting of the miniature pony rodeo. I have pinpointed the best location in the house to see into their yard. I am aware of how incredibly nosy this sounds, BUT I HAD TO SEE THE PONY AND GET PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE. I'm not ashamed to admit I opened the window and made some noise in an attempt to get the animal to move.

I am exceedingly sad and so disappointed to report that it isn't a pony after all. It's just a really really REALLY weird looking dog. What kind of dog has a mane? What kind of dog gallops like a horse? I should have gotten a video of it moving because it is extremely horse like. I guess I'll have to find something else to do with my time now that The Great Miniature Horse Mystery has been solved. Too bad most of the houses surrounding ours are vacant and don't have people to spy on.