One evening the kids and I got him running in the pasture. The kids started running and he started following them. Then we sat in the middle of the pasture and he would run straight at us and then turn at the last minute, playing with us.
Here he is mid run:
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And here he is walking up to us (they are curious creatures and will come up to you to see what you are doing, though they stay just out of arm's reach):
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