Noticing that he didn't have any such treats that the animals were sniffling for, Amelia reached into her pockets and held a few of them to Mr. Holm. "They look like they already like you, but a few of these never hurt!" she said, laughing as the horses nickered and scrambled for more.

"You said you had your own horse, Galahad?" she asked, curious since he seemed so comfortable around the small creatures.