A horse is a horse of course of course

Here it is....the famed horse in the bathroom story that was promised in my first blog!

For a while I was commuting from Ocala, FL to Jacksonville, FL three days a week so I could finish getting my degree. This was a 100 mile drive one way taking 2-3 hours depending on traffic or how many cops there were on the road. Needless to say it made an arduous drive that was the bane of my existence.

After one particularly long day of class it was time to make that drive back home to Ocala. Knowing that I'd be on the road a long period of time I decided to use the little girls room before hitting the road. I'm on the first floor of our building and use the main restroom. It was one of the bigger and newer restrooms. It was a particularly nice bathroom if you ask me.

Anyway, I get in the restroom and to my satisfaction there was no one else in it. I had it all to myself. Call me crazy but it helps me to relax and enjoy my restroom experience when no one else is there. I could take as long as I wanted and not worry about someone thinking I'm a strange person. Why that would worry me, I do not know.

So I'm in my cozy bathroom stall taking a few minutes to relax and do my business before driving for 2 hours. I hear the restroom door open. I inwardly groan because I know I'll have to rush the process now to get out of there and away from the rude girl who just interrupted my personal bathroom time. As I'm thinking all this to myself I hear a clop clop clop clop sound. My first thought is, what kind of funny shoes is this girl wearing and how many are there?

Being the naturally curious person I am I start peaking out of the crack of the stall. I saw something that almost made me fall off the toilet. In walks a miniature pony with this lady! Hello?!?! A miniature pony?!?! At this point I am doing a quick recap of my day to figure out when someone slipped me a drug to make me hallucinate seeing a horse in the bathroom. Much to my surprise I was at perfect mental capacity.

I proceed to watch through the stall crack as the pony and girl go into the handicap stall. This is when I actually rush to get out of there as quickly as possible because having a horse in the bathroom with me was so very odd. I didn't even take the time to wash my hands.

As I'm going toward the parking garage and recapping the whole scene, I see a display table with several other miniature ponies. The school was infested with ponies! It wasn't just one that needed to pee; it was a bunch standing on the main lawn. This peaks my interest so I read the display table's literature.

It was about the newest trend of "Seeing Eye Ponies". I guess a Seeing Eye Dog is no longer good enough for blind people. UNF was one of the first places for people to actual watch them demonstrate how wonderful these little ponies were. If I had known the woman was blind I could have just stolen her pony and have the horse I always dreamed of owning! To make it even better, this pony could do stuff for me. I could be lazy (insert evil laugh here)! What a missed opportunity.