The 2 memories I remember of my ponies were when I was 8 or 9 years old (early 1990s). The first one is of having fun jumping on my trampoline a few days before my birthday and on the tramp was all my ponies (I'd done this quite a number of times in the past with nothing happening) and as luck would happen I managed to land on one of my ponies and very badly twist my ankle.
As Murphy would have it even more we were going to have a treasure hunt, I think the only way I managed to join in was with the 'help' of Raincurl.
The 2nd one is of a birthday cake made to look like a pony carosel made of the petiet ponies and the roof out of their backcards. Unfortunately I only have 1 left of them.
When I get home I could find the photo I have of me blowing out the candles of the 'pony cake' if people want.