What's your favorite food? I love cheese. Mama is tired most of the time, while Papa spends a lot of time working; that's why I eat cheese the most.
Still, I love Mama and Papa very much! Especially when they start playing with me and get really excited. Let me introduce myself...
Well, Papa and Mama gave me a hard name, so sometimes I forget it. Sorry, I can't really tell you my name, but I love the moon very much.
Papa is a very tall pony. I don't know exactly what he does, but he's sooo strong. One time, he pushed Mama while we were playing, and her head started bleeding.
Mama loves to play a lot, a lot, but she doesn't like playing when Papa is outside. She misses him just like I missed food after two days without eating last week. Sometimes she even cries when he's gone, but when he comes home, she plays without stopping.
Like I told you, Mama prefers to never leave the bed as long as Papa isn't around. But once I told her I was hungry. Poor Mama was tired, but after a little while, she got up to make a cheese sandwich.
While she was doing that, I asked her for a story. She said, "There were mice who climbed up to the surface of the moon. That place had a palace made of cheese. They both started eating until they got bloated and sick."
For some reason, after hearing the story, I lost my appetite, so Mama went back to sleep again. But since that day, I've been obsessed with the moon. It's amazing — a giant glowing piece of cheese flying in the sky. I will visit it someday... even if I have to fly there alone, just to taste the moon cheese. And who knows? Maybe I'll find a mouse friend there.