Is that not the all-time sweetest face you've ever seen on a hardworking pony? Here he is, just shy of 2 years and 4 months old, and he is happily, calmly, sweetly waiting for further instruction. No wonder I have spent the past two years having adrenalin fits of desire to kiss that freckle at the end of his adorable muzzle. Thank you, Coy, for helping this pony attain Green Greatness!