So when Lenny was cleaning out Peanut's stall on Christmas day, he got a big surprise. He saw something dark moving and he thought a dog had gotten in there.
We arrived before the vet, and I did a portrait of her. Her name is Joy. She's not used to gravity yet, and she doesn't know how to move her feet to walk. She just stands there, swaying. Every once in a while Peanut gives her a push to knock her off balance a little.
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Previously: The two-week-old Belgian filly on the same farm.