Today I visited a colt who's well on his way to being the most photographed Clydesdale ever.
He has noticeably grown since I saw him just last week.
He also continues to be effortlessly photogenic.
Outside I met Dolly, a 20-year-old mare staying for while, hopefully so she can have a foal by Micdan.
(Not the best photo ever, but I could not resist that flamboyant forelock.)
The colt's mummy, Colleen:
Buster the dog came out to see what the fuss was about.
And finally, I said hello to Fred. (No, not the lamb.)
He has a wonderful beard.
A huge thank you once again goes to Sam and Veronica for letting me visit, and to the Dairylough Clydesdales for being such good sports.