The little green foal picked at the grass with his good hoof. "Much worse. And a lot of it. Every day." He sighed, looking lost in his thoughts. "...but it's okay now. In fact, it’s great now," he said, looking to her with a grateful smile, "I'm here, and here I can eat a really delicious hot dog and fries." Hot dog? "Thanks for that, by the way. It's just like when I was a kid." He looked back out at the park. A couple of mares and a stallion played with their foals not too far away.