Next day, my feather-brained roommates were primping, giggling to themselves about how handsome they thought Firenze was. Handsome he may be, at least from the waist up, but they weren't thinking things through very well. Typical of them. From the waist down, he's a horse, which raises, shall we say, "equipment compatiblity" issues---and I do not even want to think about progeny! Ewwww!