This is one of my favorites. We were camping at Hill Country State Natural Area, which also happened to have equestrian trails next to our camp site. Tarzin would sneak off and sit in the middle of the trail waiting to greet the next unsuspecting horse mid trot. Probably not the best idea. When asked to move, he would get upset and walk directly to the tent to sulk.  I love that he would let you know exactly how he felt.  And now that i think of it, he was smart. He knew Nedra had made him the most comfortable bed to sulk in.  She was the best mom, and he had the best life. Tarzin, I will miss you friend. You lived a full life and experienced more than a lot of people.