My Easter gift to you

A story about pit ponies - horses used to haul carts in mines - being brought to the surface. The UK's oldest pit pony, which had lived at the National Coal Mining Museum for 18 years, died this week.
The reaction of the ponies to their release into open fields was, predictably, one of violent action. "...It was proper bedlam. They 'd run about kicking und squealing and they seemed to go mad at first.' The ponies were brought up and turned out, they just turned them loose. And there were ponies killed. Killed each other. They were all fit, full of choppy, and never been up, and the kicking and the fighting you never saw anything like it, it was chaos...."

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