Although, it's rather embarrassing to call it that. The other day the horses were out in heavy rain. I brought them in but hadn't finished cleaning their stalls. So I put Steele in the cross ties. Because he was so wet I through a towel on his back while I was working. After I used it to rub the water out. I then realized that I was taking for granted that he would stand still while I flapped the towel around. And because I assumed he would and because he is so calm about most things.
He does have one bad habit: He's eating Irish's tale!
Irish has a beautiful golden tale. The idea of it being eaten fills me with horror. When I can I spray it with fly spray to make it taste bad but I'm looking for any other ideas you have!!!