My old farrier said that when he was young, his brother had a horse transport business, and he'd often try to cram an extra horse in to the van to get more money out of a trip. But someone had to stand in the aisle of the van and HOLD the extra horse, AND keep all the other horses in the van from biting that one. So.....he was holding a horse, in the van, in the aisle, when his brother fell asleep at the wheel and crashed the van. With his brother in the back with the horses. With the extra horse in the aisle. I said wow, I would hate to be at the bottom of that pile and he said, oh I'm pretty wiley, I wound up on top of the pile. Maybe so, but he never wanted to do that again.