Have we been introduced?

"I'm lonely in this field. I'm a fell pony; hippy of the horse world. A traveller. I should be out there in the wilds. Instead I'm stuck here with your camera pointing up my nostrils. I don't trust you. Not a carrot or a Polo Mint to be seen. You can try stroking me, but I'd like to point out that my ears are pinned back."