Happy Birthday DJ
On day 1 he was a gangly black foal, who had been born through 2 rugs, to land into a wet field ... when I last saw him, he was a light paddled grey, but still an escape-artist ... and loves rolling in the mud.
The weekend before he left Devon, Toni took him to a local yard so she could watch him do some jumping, as she hadn't the facilities it was something the 2 of us hadn't done in 3 years. So, here he is, with Toni's youngest -
But more important - here he is dressed and ready to go home ... but happy, as he's found some grass to eat!
I hope that he does have a fun day - with an extra carrot, of course.