As it was a beautiful sunny afternoon yesterday, we went to see Little Himself and Hetja.
I apologise in advance, as a token gesture, for the huge photo overload of our new lad but this is the first real opportunity I have had to see him properly with a halfway decent camera.
If you are not an Icelandic horse colt foal fan, perhaps skip this blog today (and possibly many others in the future).
Look, look, look at his tufty squirrel hair-do between the huge ears! I am loving the eyelashes too.
And he stands very squarely, with solid front legs and real presence.
All the time, he is looking and thinking…..
At one stage, Hetja jumped the burn (stream) to eat and Little Himself was nearer to us than she was so he used this opportunity to come and investigate us further.
Hetja, in an instant, jumped back over and rounded him up trying to get him to give up these subversive thoughts.
In the end, she went up to Daisy and generously accepted the proffered carrot (we came prepared this time).
Little Himself looked on with interest.
Once Hetja had decided that Daisy may, if she was nice, be allowed to talk, then First Contact was made.
Daisy is sensible and very good around mares. She reads their body language and lets the mare make the moves. She does not sit down but squats on her haunches ready to move quickly should she have to.
Look at Hetja’s eyes. She watches everything and everyone (we had left the dogs in the car).
So that’s it. We are all officially in love with the most darling little boy.
Now to find a suitable Icelandic name……..
(I like Huginn)