The Autopsy

>Your fluffy pony has died. Whether its sheer stupidity or your neglect, the point is you have a dead body on your hands.
>Despite the stigma of fluffy ponies and dying, not much is written on how to remove the dead bodies, so you are at an impasse.
>You have a morbid curiosity you always had about ponies, and now is the chance to look into it.
>You grab a knife, put the corpse on the table and begin your experiment.
>You are shocked.
>Your fluffy pony was made of spaghetti!