"Blackie and Red"
When I was growing up, we had a cow named Blackie. When my little brother was about two or three, he'd lean out the window of the pickup and hold cow cake in his tiny hands. Blackie would run alongside the pickup and her tongue would come out and she'd get the cake from him. He always laughed with glee when he was "Feeding Flackie cake". (as he called it!) Well, this Blackie isn't a cow, but I bet he'd love some cake too. He has a buddy named Red. These are the babysitter horses who take care of the kids on the ranch. You won't find two nicer fellows anywhere than Blackie and Red.
Donna