Johnny stepped into the stirrup of his own mare and pulled himself into the seat. Petting the horses neck soothingly, he let her adjust to the weight of having him on her back. “Well Babe first step is to get him saddled, George you think you can help with that? You know while she bonds with Slippy. I won't push anyone, human or animal into doing anything they don't want for me.” Johnny said looking down at the others.<br/><br/>Clint walked over to Slippy and Steph then. “Go ahead and introduce yourself to him, take a handful of oats if you like, his bit allows him much more freedom than the other horses. I'll start to saddle him up. Bucky, go ahead and get the extra draft saddle would you? It's a little heavy and I know you can handle it easier than I can.” Clint said showing Steph the bin with the sweet grain, and he went to the saddle rack with Slippy's nameplate. He took the saddle blanket then and walked back over to Slippy, Bucky was riding the only other big horse which was a draft breed he had rescued from some Amish family. Clint let Slip see what he was doing and moved slow and confident, he and Slippy had an understanding with each other.