Billy and Eddie Bowyer plowing with Prince, our wonder pony. He lived to the age of 18. He acted like he was part human. He'd shake his head 'yes' or 'no' to questions. And he would open the barn door, go to the feed barrel and eat all he wanted, but never foundered himself. Prince was a mischievous guy.  My grandfather used to make wine and kept it in a large earthen container in the cellar house. One day he went to investigate some noises up there.  Prince was standing in front of a mirror, chewing on a cork, looking at himself. When Pop got him outside, Prince staggered around a while, kicked the dog house, and eventually settled down. I wonder if he had a hangover. :D