The Ball [SHORT]

>Fluffy pony has been despondent every since you refused to let her play with your ball.
>It seems like all she does is whine "wan' baww" over and over.
>She's got plenty of balls of various sizes and colors in her safe room, but none of them are as large or shiny as the one you keep on your shelf.
>One day you get fed up with her whining interrupting your daily routine
>You walk over and get your ball down
>Fluffy runs up to you.
>"Baww!" she exclaims happily
>"Yes, ball indeed."
>You release the ball
>Fluffy pony's guts burst from her side as she is crushed by 16 pounds of plastic and polished urethane traveling at 14kph