Our neighbor, David, pastures his horse Snickers here. Some of you may recall how I went out to the pasture the week before Mother's Day and found a Snickers had give birth to a foal, a filly. Look at the pictures on that link, then at these taken today, and you'll see that her color has changed. Now she's a bay, like my Blue.
Nobody ever messes with that baby, but she hangs out with Blue a lot, and evidently she has picked up a calm nature from him; she isn't afraid of people at all. I can put my arm around her neck and hug her, and she loves it. She'll let me handle her feet and legs. Today she really wanted to follow me on my walk, but changed her mind when she could no longer see the other horses.
Darn it, I think I've gotten attached to somebody else's baby.