Sounds as though you and he, are making a good start. There is no doubt he will be a little nervous and even scared, for a while. But he'l settle down and become a mama's boy, just like my favourite old Saddlebred. While I've had a lot of different breeds over the years and do love my daughter's Gypsies, I have never known another breed which loves their humans, as much as the Saddlebreds.
Did I tell you how I came to get my favourite old boy? If not, I'll tell it again.For many years, I had been going to shows with Carol Smith-Shannon, who had some of THE best horses in the US at the time. I was looking for a Saddlebred and looked at several, including some spotted, which were fairly rare at the time. Didn't see anything I liked. Found an ad for a five gaited chestnut gelding, with a good show career behind him. I had a look at him. I loved everything about this horse, as did the friend I took with me. I even took a picture of him. But - and it was a big but, there was something wrong with the sellers. They didn't want to answer all my questions. Avoided questions and just plain refused to answer some. I came away, with the strange feeling, they didn't actually own him. He might even have been a stolen horse. There was something definitely wrong. So, I decided not to buy him. I kept his picture in my wallet for several years. Didn't find another horse I liked as much.
Then one day, I answered another ad. Strangely enough, the seller turned out to be the son of a friend of mine. I arranged to see the horse, who was at the LAEC. I think I cried when I saw the horse. Here was the boy I had wanted for so long and still carried his picture with me. I asked no questions, but knew it was meant to be and I think, so did the horse. As soon as I walked up to him, he was immediately, 'my' horse. Didn't want anything to do with the seller standing there, although I knew they had never mistreated him. Wierd eh?
I'll tell you another strange Saddlebred story one day. Maybe even more strange than this one.