So…I walk into my brother-in-law’s house last night after a long day. My awesome five year old niece comes running up to me, gives my knees a big hug and exclaims, “I have a pony! I have a pony!” “What do you mean you have a pony?” I responded. She looked at me with a cross face and simply said, “Come here!” and with that dragged me into her room where this thing was.
It is hard to describe. It is big, not huge. It sort of moves around in that Chuck-e-cheese Pirates of the Caribbean really bad motion. It is impressive that it is engineered so that the child actually can climb on top of it. Slap it’s hind and it makes a sound like you are trotting along. Stick a carrot in its mouth and it pretends to chew.
All-in-all I really wasn’t impressed. I am pretty sure that this will soon become a humorous footnote next to Teddy Ruxpin and other less than well executed attempts at robo-toys. I am sure this expensive plaything will be yesterday’s news sooner than not.