Hehe, when I brought my gelding home, he was used to running roughshod over 2 young Tbred mares, who kowtowed to him and ran like hell if he so much as looked at them funny. So he thought he was all that *and* a bag of chips at that point. Fast forward to current paddock, where the two itty-bitty older QH mares took him apart the first few days and put him back together backwards. He couldn't believe it! (He got nailed a few times simply because he was too busy staring with his mouth open in disbelief to MOVE when they went after him!) The third horse, a gelding, is alternately best buddy and herd boss, depending on how the wind blows. Gotta say, my boy's willingness to be caught has improved 100%, lol!