Hi, my name's Pony. I got my name because my foster mom says I remind her of a barnyard animal. Edit: a 'housebroken' barnyard animal. They say I snort and snore like a horse and that my coat feels like one too and that I have very muscular legs.

Oh, did I tell you I only have three legs? Ha! So, I gallop around (yes... like a horse). Notice a trend?

But, whatever. Life is good. I'm alive.. and surprisingly not afraid of cars.