Driving back throught he Forest on Sunday, we went to the place where those darling spotted lambs were to see if they were any nearer the fence to get a better shot. Imagine my delight when I saw that the first of the miniature foals had been born. Naturally they were way over on the other side of the field..............so clambering up on the muddy bank, clinging onto the fence post for dear life, I managed to get these shots. isn't it the sweetest thing? (I think I say that everytime I see a miniature foal - lol)
Do you recognise the mother?