I had four lessons on this little fat pony when I started at the therapy barn. He was a lot of fun, but he is so fat that you can't help but not have your saddle slip. I used a Western saddle on him. He thought he had died, and gone to heaven when he met me. I fed him a lot of treats, massaged him, bathed him. He couldn't believe it, I guess. And he loved to cuddle.