I was watching Breakfast TV yesterday. A female presenter is standing in the middle of a windswept field with the owner of an animal sanctuary, two black labrador dogs, and a Shetland pony foal that barely reaches up to her knees.

Presenter: This is Barney the Shetland pony who was abandoned by his mother and hand-reared here. The only trouble is that because he was reared in the company of dogs he now thinks he is one. (turns to Sanctuary owner) And when did you first realise that Barney had psychological problems?
Sanctuary Owner: When he started retrieving sticks.