“Apparently, I was the only normal horse in the group: next to me is a horse of metal who appears to be recording some strange white pony who shines like a star, and to my left are two annoying stripe-legged dogs who keep yapping at me for being a big creatures that does nothing but stand around.”
 
“But I’m just curious, man, because I want to explore the world. Why are these squirrels, or anything they are, doing nothing but dance around and bark at me? Are they even dogs, or squirrels?”
 
“These two and a friend on a truck, do not even look like horses. They might be some new kind of species, which I shall refer to as Ding-ding-dings, from the noise they make with their feet.”