Where's My Mother

Day Three on the Equine Massage course. Yup, it's not a small horse but a lamb who was passed over the wall for us all to hold and photograph as we were on our way from Village Hall (where seminars are held) to home, where the horses are. All quite idyllic really.
The student holding him was thrilled as she is enchanted by lambs. I thought him a beautifully marked chap and very unbothered by the fact that his mother had run off and left him (she didn't want to go into the trailer!).