There's that Daydreamer who's been hanging around forever now . . . she's top on my list to complete but I've affectionately begun calling her "Pinhead" because of all the pinholes that keep slowing me down. Oh well, there's progress at least!
Something crazy happened by the barn last night . . . all 3 of the grays ate at the same pile of hay! It started with the girls eating together and the Eugene went strolling over like he was looking to throw some gas onto the fire. They managed to dine in peace and Nighthawk walked away willingly with no chasing or anything!
Merry, Merry Christmas!