"Oh, what... so ye don't want any little Ponies prancing about?" She snorted a little, "I bet ye if the right lass comes along, ye'll want that and more, and ye'll rub her feet and back when she is pregnant." She then covered her mouth and giggled, "But she is going ta have to put up with ye at yer meanest. Ye're gonna stick stinky shoes in her face." She dissolved into real laughter, laughter she hadn't given in months.