Making all of my teeniest, tiniest dreams come true

Yesterday we went to a Pumpkin Fest across the bridge. Although there wasn't much having to actually do with that king among gourds (it was more deep fried foods and what was passing as "crafts" than about pumpkins), we did drive through horse country and I amused everyone with my musing about how I would have physically picked up and stolen away with a miniature pony I saw in someone's yard. Today, it seems that some brilliant person in the UK had the same idea.