As you can see, we don't waste any time getting a halter on our foals. Cowboy readily accepted it, probably because he's being handled several times a day and also because his dam-- the orphan we raised-- thinks she's just another human member of the family. I apologize for my head being cut off in this picture. But my mother was holding the camera and she is not exactly known for her photographic talents. Plus, have you ever tried to take a decent snapshot of a foal? It's kind of like trying to herd cats: Just when you think you've got them cornered they squirt off in another direction. Camera shy or not, I must admit I'm already pretty fond of the buff-colored colt. I can't wait to see what color he turns out to be. Already he's getting dark eyeliner around his eyes, which have become more of a dark hazel brown instead of the smokey blue eye color he was born with. I'll take another photo in a few days so we can all watch the color transformation. Of course, I'll have to get him to stand still first.