He's a little beauty. Already chewing on little bits of straw and hay.
Up and bouncing around the paddocks. Making friends with the dog.
When not asleep of course. He is a baby.
He just clambers through the fence every morning, as I'm doling out the hay for biggun's.
Wanders around a bit, the dog licks his face for a while, and he climbs back through the fence to Mum again.
All normal on this farm.
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