He is the dearest little creature. And on Friday, May 9th, he followed his grandma (me!) like a good sweet boy. In the morning, he let me lead him around the indoor arena. And in the evening, he followed and waited when I asked, as I led him into his stall. And he let me pick up all his feet and hold them carefully for awhile. And he let me rub running clippers over his head and face and pasterns. Let's face it. Baby loves grandma! I am blessed!