The weekend before christmas he was ridden in a competition (again, over 20cm crossrails only) and he was as wonderful as always, just watching him with the kids on his back made you realize how careful he was with them and how much he loved his job. In the lessons he was hard to get moving, and sometimes he chose his own direction, but in the ring he was the best horse anyone could ever wish for.
After the competition I gave him an extra carrot since I knew he would be retired after that and I wouldnt see him again, the idea was that he would stay in the campo when the other horses come back to live out his days there.
R.I.P. Zaino, it was an honor to have known a horse like you.
Here is a picture of me riding him, its not the best quality, but its the only picture I have of him, so it will have to do.