This morning when I did chores, Tonto was only 38 hours old and couldn’t have weighed more than a pound or so. But he bounced around, shook his head at Meels, and butted the hay ever so fiercely!
Minnie is so tiny that sometimes, if she gets behind or under anyone, it takes a few moments to find her in the stall. So far, she’s the friendliest and most curious of the three.
Naptime! From front to back: Minnie, Mocha, Tonto.