Zephyr is a big schmooze. His mother is standoffish to everyone except me but that doesn't stop Zephyr from introducing himself to everyone.
Poor Persil -I took him to join the herd and he got so upset I had to bring him home later that day. I thought he would enjoy himself but no he want's to be where I am and where he can see his nephew.
Unfortunately with me being 'slightly' preoccupied, I noticed this morning that Persil's sheath is very swollen which can be a precurser to founder! Now on top of everything else he has been relegated to the sheep paddock where he has to share his hay with the sheeples.
He and Bedlamb actually get on very well and spent the morning playing King of the Hill -must try to get some photos of this.
Anyway here is Zephyr Moo with his frazzled Mother, Day 4, as bold as ever!
(Plus one I snuck in of Persil sharing his hay with the sheeples)