Shetland ponies are mean.

My sister, older than I, while smaller and frail, was sat on a shetland pony while soon her life would fail. As soon as we let go the shetland dumped her and kicked her in the heart. Now my sister lies and does things that are terribly un-smart. I blame the Meth on that Shetland; but only the Meth ...and the meanness.