My aunt and uncle came up yesterday to have breakfast and then visit the horses. They really wanted to see Quad, so we walked over to his corral. He had finished breakfast long ago and was ready for his bran mash. Now, we all KNOW that he picks up his bowl and throws it, but my uncle angled in to get a photo and WHAM! Yup. Quad emptied his bran mash all over my uncle's shoe! Oh, gosh! I felt so bad for him. Fortunately, it wasn't a good pair of shoes! They really enjoy visiting with Quad and always ask how he is doing. When my aunt and mom were young, my grandfather used to take them over to Santa Anita race track and they would watch the great Seabiscuit run. My uncle said, "Oh, my! He is a tall horse! He's the tallest one you have!" My uncle used to enjoy being outside and working with his parents' horses on the farm in Wisconsin. I'm glad they were able to visit Quad and spend some time with him. He's very gentle with everybody who stops by. Except, WATCH YOUR SHOES if he has his bowl of mash!!!