I was standing in my usual spot in the yard waiting for my owner to finish getting me ready so that we could go out. A tourist appeared with a camera and started to take photos of me. Nothing unusual - my owner is always telling me to say 'cheese'. He then went on to talk about my mane. Again, nothing unusual - it seems to be a guaranteed topic of conversation with strangers. However, I then felt extremely humiliated when he said it reminded him of one of his past girlfriends - and within earshot of the mares too. I expected my owner to jump to my defence and protest that I was, indeed, a super stud - but no - she just laughed and laughed. . . .