Ray says, “Oh hell boy! You don’t even know how to pet a horse!”
I looked around at him like maybe I’d misunderstood. I hadn’t.
Ray said, “You didn’ do nothin’ but scare him! You see him flinch?”
Ray is ridin’ toward me. I didn’t say anything, but I’m thinkin’, “Why, heck! They all do that to start with! He’ll get over it one of these days.”
Ray rode up beside that colt and looked down at me. “Think! (That was one of my daddy’s favourite words too!)
What’s the first thing he ever felt in his life?”
“He felt his momma’s tongue lickin’ ’em off.” Ray rubbed the colt along his mane, and the colt just melted and worked his mouth.
She didn’t take her tongue and go to bangin’ on ’em like you did!”
I said, “Oh.”
— From a wonderful story ‘First Words’ by Buster McLaury –http://www.bustermclaury.com/