The family

My pony, Billy, is a Daddy. Missy May gave birth, unexpectedly, last Friday.

I got to see the new colt this evening. Billy is separated from the pair in a run behind them.

Apparently, he stood watching the birth from the other side of the fence.

I am proud, like a parent, of him. He is in his later years, but acts like a young thing.

The colt is so small and cute, like a toy pony. It was a beautiful evening to watch them all running around the fields.