Petting Zoo One Pony Short

Last Friday after a beautiful afternoon of flower planting I went inside to attempt to get the dirt out from under my fingernails. While I was inside Paul started talking to our neighbor. Soon I heard my name being called and Paul said, "You won't believe this...there is a horse out there." So I go and look. Sure enough there is a miniature horse in the elementary school field behind our house. Apparently it wandered in from the east and was by the baseball backstop when our neighbors first saw it. They had called animal control and were waiting for them to arrive. (I sent Amanda a text and realized that the animal control probably doesn't have the resources to pick up a pony and that is why they hadn't come an hour and a half later.) A couple of teenagers followed it around the field for awhile, it was ambushed by some middle schoolers and then it wandered out of the field with an adult and two smaller kids. I had to go see it a little closer. It was perfectly happy eating the grass and the people didn't seem to bother it a bit. The question is where do stray ponies come from?