Last fall, Tom and the kids returned from an auction sale with an impulse purchase, a bred Paint mare and her little colt. The kids named the mare Joy and the colt Thunder, and all winter we watched Joy grow bigger and bigger. We knew she would have a foal, but not when, and while we don’t have much horse experience, we did know that foakk much more quickly an unexpectedly than a cattle birth. And we’ve all been rather expectant for the past few weeks.
Yesterday morning we were overjoyed but not entirely surprised to see this sight upon arriving at the corral,
Here, you can see the filly nudging her poor, tired mother to get up so she can have a drink, which she did every hour for about ten minutes.
The little filly is still unnamed, and mother and daughter are doing fine. As is big brother Thunder.