Yesterday I went out to work with Pride and my sister came along to take pictures for me. When I went to catch him he was a real BUTT. I had never had so much trouble catching him before. He took off galloping across the pasture, with his mother following close behind (she can sure book it for an old lady). They ran for about half an hour before I was able to catch him. I wasn't expecting that at all, but my sister got some really good pictures of the two of them running around. I thought I would share.
This first photo was kind of a scary moment for me (see me cowering right there?). I was approaching Pride with the halter and he started walking away. I kept following him and then he just threw a fit and said, "Forget you!" He turned his rear to me and began bucking and kicking and then sprinted off across the field. Thankfully he wasn't actually trying to strike me, he was mostly just trying to make a statement. But I was in a BAD spot and was very nearly kick. This photo shows him rising up to buck and kick before he took off. I'll have to be more careful where I place myself next time.
He's very Arab in this picture
Here is another one where he decided to be silly. If you look closely you can see that all four feet are off the ground.
He did finally let me catch him. He was a perfect angel after that. Crazy horses