Horses are kind of like babies in that they use their mouths to explore their worlds. Sometimes you just really can't get a feel for something unless you roll it around on your tongue.
I mean, that's how I would guess they feel about it.
I can get by just fine without putting a hairy horse cinch in my mouth. Just fine indeed.
I spent the better part of the afternoon on Sunday working with the horses, followed by a photo shoot of sorts. I left my saddle on the fence rail so that Drifter could look (lick) it over. He is far from wearing one on his back yet, but I think it's good to let him get familiar with it just the same.
Before I went and got my camera (of course) he was really gnawing on it and licking it and it was pretty funny. Once I had my camera in hand I took shot after shot, but really didn't come up with too many that I was especially happy with. The clouds kept on moving over the sun, not over the sun, over the sun, not over the sun, and it was really messing with my shutter speed setting every couple minutes, so I kept having to fidget with the camera. Then my subject kept passing his own dark shadow over me as he came to inspect the camera.
What? Am I complaining? Complaining that I got to spend a beautiful spring day in the sunshine taking pictures of the horses? I'll be quiet now.
I am quite happy with the one above, though... Really liking the reddish brown tones in the saddle and in his coat. I also made out with a few 'outtakes' that I think you'll enjoy...