such tender moments are inevitably ripped from my eyes as, with a squeal, violence erupts, and the pair jump apart, simultaneously striking out or kicking at one another.
The sad and wonderful truth that I have been forced to accept is that horses, no matter how well trained, remain horses. We humans place our heads together to share secrets, or to enjoy a moment of warm camaraderie, even intimacy. Horses, from what I have seen, act with very different motivations. Perhaps they are finding something out about each other. Perhaps they are testing each other's mettle. Perhaps touching noses is a prelude to or part of a quest for dominance.
So, you might wonder why it matters that such similar body language speaks so differently to humans and horses. As a novice around horses I interacted with them in just the same way that I might interact with a friend. Looking back I can remember many actions that might have been construed as either overly aggressive or overly submissive to a horse. I would walk directly up to them, look them in the eye, wave my arms, reach out suddenly to touch their faces. On the other hand, I would hug constantly, hand them treats right out of my hand, and, to avoid having my toes stepped on, I would step back whenever one of them casually stepped over toward me. What a bunch of mixed messages!