Lucky for me we returned late at night while everyone was asleep so there was no chance of anyone seeing me in all my furry glory. The second we walked in we were spent and decided to hit the hay. Of course my basket was way too small for me now considering I am just shy of being the average height of a normal pony. So I decided to just crash on the couch for tonight till we can figure something out. I can already hear Twilight complaining saying it smells like dog now, which I take offense to. Why I smell like a bed of roses covered in the finest perfumes on a warm summer day compared to how she smells when she does one of her week long study sprees.