All the presents had been opened and the living room floor was littered with torn paper and limp ribbons. The cake was a smear of blue frosting and stale crumbs on a circle of cardboard. The balloons that hadn't been inhaled for their helium lay on the floor, shriveled. A disemboweled pinata rotted in the backyard. Scavengers had already taken the pizza crusts and dropped Doritos from under the picnic table. The pony had long since trotted away and was spotted by a motorist on the thruway who called the SPCA and brought to pasture in their enclosure with the two old goats.
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