I’m good at a lot of things. I can paint your house and change your oil, and I can do your taxes and write your college entrance essay. You might call me a Renaissance Horse. Still, I can’t help but think that when you spread yourself thin like I do, it’s hard to really ever be the absolute best. I’m coming to accept it, though, especially when I factor in all of the money I save on household repairs and unneeded tutoring costs. I’d be a pretty good addition to your family. I’m a real workhorse (pardon the pun)!