This is my horse, Buster, eyeing me. He really gave me a bit of a working over, trying to figure out which of us was going to be boss of the ride. I think we reached a bit of an agreement, but I by no means won. I don't think you ever do with a beast that size. But you at least present a very convincing argument that buys you some time until the next time he or she decides to test you. Perhaps that's what parenthood is all about...hmmm...