I feel that it is important, on the subject of training, that one starts as one means to go on. Today, the Human tried to get me to wear a hat. I did not want a hat on my head, I wanted to be scratched instead. It took a bit of pushing and wriggling, but I got my point across.
A correctly trained human grooming my mane
Meanwhile, I have been gradually sneaking up on the big ginger horse when mummy isn't looking. Today I managed to sniff noses with him and was just starting to frisk about when mummy intervened and he had to go away.