a fine pair of turned out toes
Teddy's untrimmed feathers speak of draft horse heritage
and this little hinny (donkey mare/pony stallion) comes to see us when we graze grass at the roadside, its a nice wee thing.
Robbie was trotting in circles, I let him just drift to a halt and he almost instantly dozes off. . .
and wakes up when offered a polo-mint. . .
and these two, playing in the field, one ends up with his rug pulled over his head, they have a quick look at it on the ground. .
and then quickly absolve themselves of any blame and wander away. .