Well, Dobe and I spent the day slogging through the mud and muck at the feedlot. On average, the soup in the pens was about knee-deep on him and extremely slippery. He nearly went down with me quite a few times. Thankfully, he's my trusty old man that is strong enough to recover from situations that often look and feel completely unrecoverable.
We got home and I decided to get a pic of his nasty self all covered in mud and poop...we both were but he couldn't very well take a picture of me LOL.
Oh, the joys of a white horse . He wasn't very happy when I rinsed him off in the cold but it had to be done. Had to re-wash my saddle too.
No real point to this thread other than to just talk, I suppose.
I love the facial expression in the first picture! Its just so "What the crap was that about today?" and "Please, please don't show anyone this."
And then by the last picture he has just given up hope that you wont show him off in his not-so-prime state.