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.