So, I check the ladies every couple of hours while it gradually gets lighter in the morning (02:00, 04:00, 06:00 and then when we get up).
Daisy was out at 08:30 to muck out and saw nothing. I followed shortly and saw an extra four legs!
So, I screamed around the house that we had a foal, went to find Daisy (she was dutifully mucking out her boys) and, armed with my camera, we went out to investigate and hopefully meet our new arrival.
Love at first sight from us all.
Hetja did this last time with Hjalti. No evidence of an imminent baby arrival and then, suddenly, an extra little person in the field.
And look, look at her ears! (Yes, she is a filly)
They are lined with chestnut fur.
I really hope this stays. She is special.
Clever, clever Hetja. She managed everything on her own.
The others were well aware something had happened. Taktur raced up and down the fence occasionally (well electrified now!)
A few hours later, Bjørn, our trainer and neighbour, came over.
And this is how lovely Hetja is. The communication is huge between her and her bebbie.
She is the best Mum ever and bebbie trusts us.
Brá is due any minute. Hetja keeps her near by but has an eye on her all the time. Poor Brá has that look. The one of someone who is very bored of being very, very pregnant! Any minute now, I think.
Hetja’s little one is showing her gaits already.
The woolly babysitters have introduced themselves.
I probably don’t have to tell you just how much we are all in love with our new little filly foal.
She is the very definition of divine and Hetja is the best mother (I am still trying to get my head around those ears – they are truly wonderful)