No crowd

It did happen, however I had not shared it. We did have only two crias out of six we had planned last year. Our breeding is in a standby at the minute. But we will get back to it eventually.

Coming back to the arrivals this summer, we again managed to have only one male. It seems like every year we only have one male cria born in this farm and whatever many females.

First one to arrive was a beautiful curly fawn male, he was with three boring tired mums and he had such energy! He spent his days being told off. The mums did not want to play. Poor thing. So we resolved to play with him ourselves. We spent some time every day running up and down the paddock, chasing, being chased, jumping and performing sudden changes of direction that made the joyful boy jump and prance with buckets of excitement. But I got tired too soon. I couldn’t keep up. So at the end of the game he followed to the gates, imploring us to play just a tiny bit longer. The following day he would run back to the gate to receive us, excited to run and jump again while the mums filled their stomach with high protein lucern and beet pulp for extra fibre.

When turning around to leave this filed, the yearlings in the paddock across were staring at us unimpressed. Maybe because they did not get to play, maybe they found the view some kind of embarrasing. For me, it was fun. I definitely enjoyed the game.

The second one, a little girl. Very pretty face, very long light brown fleece, very delicate lady compared to the male. So her first week was constantly protected by her mum, while the boy run and charged against her trying to convince her to play. A couple of weeks later, it is lovely seeing them, full of cheeky ideas, driving the mums nuts with their daring, naughty, cute friendship.