"Yes," she says, without hesitation. Maybe there's a place for humility here, but false modesty has always struck a raw note with her. "Since I started work, there has been no colic, no fractiousness, and Star has stopped biting. The poor thing only needed a gentler bridle." She tsks, shaking her head. "I still hate how they bridle them for the parades. You may not have noticed, but they keep them on a very short rein, so their heads are up. It looks better, but it isn't good for them. Ah, well. One step at a time."