Is that a carrot in your pocket or are you happy to see me?

The FurReal horse has struck - she has officially offended and aroused my husband all at the same time.

See...Santa brought this for our daughter this year:

And in case you can't tell from the picture, it stands about 3 feet high and it's mouth moves. And it eats carrots. Not real carrots, but this big, fake carrot that you put in it's mouth and it begins to chomp. And make noises. Like chomping noises. And it will also turn it's head in your direction if you speak and will try to nuzzle with you.

Combine all of those elements with hubby, who was a bit too close to the horse (and minus the carrot) and, well, "Princess (as she's known in our house), decided it wanted to chomp on something else...which wasn't a carrot and was luckily secured behind a pair of sweatpants.

Thus, red-faced hubby showed up in our bedroom exclaiming,

"I've just been violated by a fake horse."

True Story. The End.