It's not good when I get hungry at work. Just ask the peeps.
Pony must face the brunt of my famished response.
As he scoots, I got the tail.
When he reared to defend his tailless self, I got me some front feets.
That led to a topple when he came down, and a pair of back feets for me.
Wanting pony to see this to the bitter end, it's torso next.
And a final munch and neigh for me!