And then there were three

Almost a year on from the last highland blip, here she is in the foggy damp Redhills pasture, altogether more dishevelled than last time.  She's beginning to grow a couple of dreadlocks.  The link in turn has a link back to April 2013, when she was a calf.  She is still not fully grown, though she does now have impressive handlebars.  The title refers to the disappearance of one of the original 4 calves, who knows when or why, but there are now only three left.

The highlands were showing more interest in Gus than they used to (still not taking too much notice of me thankfully).  He took to hiding in the dead bracken (see extra).

The Arnica cream rubbed into my bruised foot has worked wonders, the pain and swelling have gone, and all that is left is a bit of bruising.  Thank you for the concerned comments and stars/hearts on the backblip posted last night.