aww thanks guys, yeah tiny, he was my first pony, I got him when I was 8 and he was 2, and I had him for 6 years. Everything I know about horses and riding, I learned with him. He could be a stubborn brat, mind you, but he taught me loads by being one, and having a strong pony with a mind of his own definitely made me a better rider. But he could also be a gentle, patient little sweetheart. Some of my favourite memories of him are just sitting or lying on his back while he munched hay in his stall, and talking to him, especially in winter after dark, because the barn seemed so cozy. Im going to stop now cause im about to start crying.