At three weeks of age, I'm happy to have all my hooves picked up, be bug sprayed and have my ears played with. Grandma (Yvonne) made me a break-away foal halter so that if I managed to get caught on anything, I would be freed easily. I've had my halter on a couple of times but really didn't want it on tonight. So I showed my displeasure. Sadly Kyrie had her cheap camera that struggled with the light at that time of day, and my speed...
I'm not sure where my near hind went in this pic!!
However, I did settle down and pose with my halter on:
