In 2005, it wasn't until the first week of November that it seemed wise to supplement the exclusively pasture diet of our two horses and two llams with some of the timothy hay, harvested from our hayfield.  Bart, the black Arabian, naturally insisted on his unchallenged "right" to the first lap of hay thrown down.  Then, as additional laps were dispersed for the others, Bart kept checking that nobody's "hay-pile" was larger than his own.