When we came in this morning he reminded me of the first time that I saw him. The ground was rutted and frozen so he stumbled a few times - the first time I saw him he was about 3 hours old and he was trying to follow his mum across a muddy field where we were leading her to a box for them both (he was an unexpected foal, for those who didn't know).
Once in I tacked him up ... without his ear-muffs and Toni got Smudge and we went up to the farm and back. We had to be pretty careful as there was still ice on the road - but managed to get them out OK.
Once back, DJ had some hay, another carrot and a feed, before going back to his field to grumble to Conrad about how hard life really is!!