“Oh, hey Dad!” Oh yeah, she took to calling me ‘dad’ really quickly. You do not understand just how happy I was when she first called me that… Cozy happily waved at me and showed me what she was drawing… Aw, it’s a photo of two ponies with knives sticking out of their skulls. The words written above the drawing said ‘I hate my parents’. I ignored that, since she was my filly, and I was her parents now. I don’t know where foals come from, since I don’t think ponies have sex in order to have foals like changelings when they want a nymph.