"Oh, he hauls stuff and he's good for riding." Gently, Radar rubs Danforth's velvety nose, then grins. "But being a handsome beast really is part of his job, too, on account of him bein' a stud horse. In fact he's already gonna be a dad next summer, aren't you, boy?"

Danforth, too busy finishing up his prize apple, does not deign to comment.