I wpent day after day with the wild ponies of Assateague Island off the Eastern Shore of MAryland Where my cousin Misty of Chincteague kicks it. I watched the pony fight with her sister over a bag of marshmellows somebody left in an open bag on one of the picnic tables, where it ironicly reads: DO NOT FEED PONIES OR OTHER WILDLIFE, which was spray painted on by some boyscouts who were campingand had some WATERMELLON!