I wish I had brought my camera. Remington is pretty goofy looking while sedated. I couldn't stop laughing at him. I wish they could sedate me when I go to the dentist... It would make things much more pleasant.
Before he removed the wolf teeth, he took off some points and removed a cap. I asked him if Rem really was a three year old, as the BLM just takes a good guess when they're captured because you can't really look a wild horse in the mouth, and indeed, it appears he is a true three year old. I sure hope he doesn't grow too much taller... I'll need a ladder to get up on him! I prefer horses that are barely horses. Meaning one inch above pony height... 14.3 hands! I think Remington is about 15 now, so that is acceptable, but he should just stop right there...
The horse I learned to ride on was 15.3 though, so I suppose I could get used to a bigger horse again.
I haven't found much time to paint this week so it's going slow. I've only worked on the background.
Here are some photos of the painting and Rem's teeth. There is still some blood and tissue on the teeth, so if that grosses you out, don't scroll down! :-)