Where's the cute Paint Horse foal off to now? You can tell that it has a plan, because it has pricked up its pointed ears and looks ready to go. Full of determination it points its dainty hooves and trots across the pasture. Flaring its nostrils, it sniffs the air. I wonder what it's up to? Maybe it has caught a whiff of a tasty carrot somewhere? The foal comes closer. Surely someone will give in and let it have a tasty snack, as a reward for being so determined?