April was a lost month for me here on the farm. Two back to back family crises took me away from home. Dowell managed things back home. Several foals born, and I really missed not being here to play with them right away. I need to figure out their personalities and give them names. One jennet foal has barely ever been touched, and she canters and canters around the pen, but won't let me catch her. I think Runaround Sue might just be her name. Lovely jennet with an elegant gait. Today I caught her twice and petted her for a long time. She will come around, I am sure.

Tonight, another foal born, this one a spotted jack. This is our wooly Little Red Hairy's first foal, and although he isn't even dry, I can tell he will also have a lot of hair. The first time mother is doing everything by the book, had all the signs of foaling, had the foal just fine, passed the afterbirth when she stood up, nice strong foal, and when I left the barn just now he was searching for milk in the right spot. I will double check that he really is nursing in an hour. Of course, this delayed dinner, but worth it.