A group of us head out to Wyoming mule deer hunting most every year to the same ranch. Next to the farm house they have irrigated alfalfa fields that the deer come to feed at night. Before season opens we try to pattern the bucks in order to figure where to sit in the morning.
One year a couple of guys in our group were sneaking through the pasture in morning darkness to the fields. The ranchers 20 year old horse walked up behind one of the guys, laid his head on the guys shoulder and snorted. Apparently he screamed like a little girl and took off running one way and the horse another! To this day everytime I see that horse I have to laugh.