"I wish I could scratch my head with my foot."
Be careful what you wish for.
That's The Pony's most recent desire. I asked him if it was because then he could keep playing his computer game with his hands, and not have to stop to scratch.
"That. And I just like being different. It's fun being different."
"Oh. So you already know that?"
"Hey! I can lick my elbow! Doesn't that make me different?"
Well. I guess that settles it. I hope Farmer H never buys The Pony a really cool oil lamp at the auction, and then The Pony shines it up, and a genie pops out, and grants him three wishes. Because before you know it, The Pony would be wasting his wishes on feats of contortion such as this.