Sage took care of me like you wouldn't believe. If I had pulled half of the stuff that I did with any other horse, I'm fairly certain I'd not be around to tell the tale.
In an 800 acre pasture of 13 other horses, I got on him completely bareback (no halter/bridle/etc) and turned around to lie backwards on his rump... and fell asleep there. When I woke up, he hadn't moved an inch, and all the other horses were gone and out of sight.
On 200 acres with 10 other horses, I sat on him (again, no tack). When the herd took off, I pulled a Spirit stunt and leaped off, running beside him. He slowed down, despite everyone else speeding off, until I let go and stopped. xD
Then on that same 200 acres I was on him with a halter with the intent of bringing in the herd to eat (I'm clearly rocket scientist material) and they took off down this really steep hill. They practically Man from Snowy River'ed it down this hill, but Sage was considerate enough to take a sloping trail down the side, and then the three slopes that followed he continued to be thoughtful and as safe as the poor guy could be until they got to their dinner and stopped. This exploit included Mudpie charging up beside us and bucking wildly as he took off down a hill, while Sage remained totally composed.
On another trail ride I was taking my mom's boss for a trail ride and the horse he was on was in front (he's a moderately experienced rider and the MFT he was on was a very good boy) and must have disturbed it, but right after a rattlesnake popped up and started making a racket, and Sage spun away and graciously separated from his friend with little incident as we raced around some back trails to try to get to where my mom's boss and the other horse were without going past the snake.
At 25, I taught him how to jump, and we did (bad) courses up to 2'9 and he was just the most forgiving, sweet boy he could be after a lifetime of trail and cattle work. He also did gymkhana and a little bit of rodeo stuff with me, along with countless stupid things I'd pull.
Now Sage is about 30 and taking care of my friend, Danielle. :) He's still going strong, still ridden daily, and still doesn't know how old he is. xD
Here, have some photos of me doing stupid things with Sage while he kindly doesn't kill me! ^^
In the middle of the freaking Kaiser Wilderness~
Our first gymkhana~
Dismounting for goat tying~
Oh, and a video, too?
He's really just the greatest horse.