Last fall, Blaze and I worked at a local family farm, doing pony rides (much to Blaze's embarrassment). Anyway, about three weeks in, a little girl was riding and I was asking her the basic questions like "what are you going to be for Halloween, what's your favorite Disney princess" and so I told her my name and Blaze's name, and she gave me this matter of fact smirk and said, "I know Blaze, I rode him last week. You don't remember me?" She sounded so offended and I was so confused. Like, kid, there has been over two thousand kids that I have given pony rides too, sorry if I don't remember your face. Where as Blaze was giving me the look of "I don't care who this child is get her off my back or you will regret the day you were born." True story.