I always feed hay before grain. I like the horses to have some forage in their stomachs and hope that it will keep them from gulping their grain. Especially Curly, who is prone to choke.
Freedom will have none of it. He always comes up to the gate, but stands with his back to me, ignoring the nice flakes of second cut hay that I’ve tossed to him. While Zelda and Curly will happily start their morning with a hay snack, he waits until his grain is delivered before he turns to nicker at me.