Mr. Rogers' friendly
peaceable neighborhood is comprised of kind helpful interesting humans; I'd be more than happy to be his neighbor. Mr. Ed, on the other hand --- or rather, on the other HOOF --- has his own "neigh"-borhood which I'm sure is equally pleasant and cheerful, but it's entirely made up of "equine" citizens, and as mayor, "
The Big E" is obliged to haul the ponderous
creaky ol' hay-'n'-oats cart around to each and every house three times a day to deliver his four-legged friends' breakfast, lunch, and supper rations. A real **drag** (pun intended), but somebody's gotta do it.