Last night, Bergli Stud had 3 foals.

OMG! That is three little bundles of floofiness.

Obviously, I had to go and meet them (and photograph them).  It would be silly not to.

First up, is a lovely stand black filly for the Berry Stud – Bergli Stud are looking after the mare and she will be returned, with her foal to the Berry Stud later this summer.

Second up, is a darling black standard/midi colt for Bergli.  He is a fine upstanding little lad with lots of potential.

Dam:  Moana of Urgarth
Sire:   Jubilant av Bergli (an absolute favourite of mine who has the best temperament)

And then, and by no means least, and I will admit I want to pop this foal down my cleavage and take her home with me……

…. a darling little palomino fairy-tale miniature filly (or heaven with legs and whiskers).

Dam:  Hedelunds Pusle
Sire:  Alex v.d. Voshoek

She is precious heaven and I luffs her.

So enjoy the photos because they say everything  – anything I write just wouldn’t be good enough (and I may have had a gin or three).

I love foaling time.  Lots of little wuffles that need to be hugged!

Life is good.  No, sod it, life is perfect.

(like I said, a gin or three)

Bergli Stud have had another shetland pony foal.

A wonderful standard black colt who is stunning.

He is well put together as well as being very eye-catching.

The absolute best bit, in my book, is that this colt landed on the ground instantly tame.  Even I got a nose kissey/snog on Day 1, which made my heart melt and now I am wondering how I can sneak him away in a camera bag while no one notices.

he has perfect whiskers.

And look he tölts!  Such a clever lad.

Oof, this is a darling little black colt.

So divine and so utterly perfect.

I think I am truly in love.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ 

Bjorn of Bergli Stud said that another foal had arrived.

So excited, Floss and I went over to ooh and aah at their new arrival.

On our way, we were greeted by their first foal, who is deliciousness in a skewbald fur coat.

A very smart little girl.  Very smart, indeed. Precious heaven.

The new arrival was in the shed with his mum as last night was wild weather and no on,e who is due to foal, should be outside suffering.

This morning a darling little chestnut boy had arrived.  Clever Mum.

Hedelunds Puk, his mother, is a very friendly mare and Floss enjoyed chatting with her and telling her just how brilliant she was to produce this dear little boy.

Nose kisseys were exchanged.

Little Miniature Himself is brand new so he will take a few days to unravel.  Floss and I  luffs foals and I had to prise her away.

Afterwards, we went into our stable to sit with The Minions and The Boysenberries.  I had let the Minions out earlier in case they wanted a rest from the previous weather.

Also, yesterday, my GP put me on some new painkillers for my back, which is behaving very badly.  One of the side effects is that I feel very tired.  The other is that I itch like a “itching like a man on a fuzzy tree”.  Gah!

So I grabbed Delia’s stable rug and curled up to sleep, resting my head on Lambie.   He is very used to this as, when he was a little Lambie, we used to go to sleep together on the sofa.   Lambie makes the perfectly behaved pillow.

Ster played with Storm and Tiddles. There is no malice from any of them.  All the best of friends.

It was a peaceful afternoon.  I was very tired, for no other reason but these pills.

I trust my Minions and my Boysens.  They are happy to go to sleep with me and it was all very peaceful.

Zzzzzzz……… scratch, scratch …… Zzzzzzz……… scratch, scratch …… Zzzzzzz……… scratch, scratch …… Zzzzzzz……… scratch, scratch …… Zzzzzzz……… scratch, scratch …… Zzzzzzz……… scratch, scratch ……

Floss is still working hard with Taktur on his exercise regime.

The Minions are always eager to help, encourage and generally get in the way.

Waffle in particular – he sees Taktur as his mini-me.

After Taktur’s 20 minute exercise in walk, it was then Kappi’s turn.

I have been asked to free-lunge Kappi in the indoor school for 20 minutes.  This is to get him fitter and perhaps thinner (we can only hope).

Today, there were little helpers.

Poor Kappi – they were not so much helping, as getting in the way.

But 20 minutes of escaping from an enthusiastic Minion, is still exercise by anyone’s definition!

I think Taktur and Kappi were very glad, if not relieved, to get back to their own field away from the small fuzzy folk..