...in its natural habitat...
Oh look, not so rare after all. Just two good mates hanging around in the sunset.
They like to stand nose to tail and swish the flies off each other's faces. Phoenix doesn't like to wear his mask. If my Dad puts them out in the pasture for the day, Phoenix just ambles over to the gate while the Little Lady waits at the barn door for her mask. She'll practically drop her face right into it. The skin around her eyes is mostly pink, like her muzzle, and her eyes run. Poor little thing. The flies to cling to her, and she doesn't even have enough forelock to shake the flies away. Dad will do her the favour of covering her delicate face. When I'm there, I grab the big horse and tell him he's gotta wear it too. It won't kill him.
We get people asking what's wrong with our horses. Have they got their faces bandaged? Are they blind? Are you trying to hide something from them????
Nope. Just keeping the flies from bugging them.
It's still summer.