There comes a time in every foal's life when it they have to leave mum and learn to stand on their own 4 legs and become indepedent. Today was Isabell's day to be weaned. A sad, sad day for both Libby and Isy who have been calling out (with the only exception being meal times!?) to each other.
The very day we decide to wean Isabell it's blowing Force 10 winds, however, this has been a bit of a blessing as their calls get lost in the wind.
I have spent some time in the weaning barn with Isabell today and I dont think it will be very long until she comes out as she is fairly self sufficient already.
My little Isy is growing up. It only seems like yesterday that she was born.
I know, I know .. I get too attached.
Helen.
The very day we decide to wean Isabell it's blowing Force 10 winds, however, this has been a bit of a blessing as their calls get lost in the wind.
I have spent some time in the weaning barn with Isabell today and I dont think it will be very long until she comes out as she is fairly self sufficient already.
My little Isy is growing up. It only seems like yesterday that she was born.
I know, I know .. I get too attached.
Helen.
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