When he got to the Reynolds’ Quarter Horse stall area there was quite a commotion. “What’s going on?” Brad asked a flustered Rico, who came toward him with his hands on his head. “Oh mi Dios, Señor Brad! Señor Reggie is upset because he wants to use the wash stall and Bert is in there with Tornado and…Oh mi Dios!” Loud voices could be heard coming from the direction of the wash stall. Brad sighed and said, “I’ll take care of it.” He walked quickly down the aisleway. When he got to the wash stall, Bert and his parents were in a standoff with a red-faced, angry Reggie. “On the hunter circuit,” he was nearly screaming, “senior riders take precedence over youth!” “I don’t know about that,” Bert’s father was retorting but in a much calmer manner. “But here with Hank and Brad we take