Chancer's delight at having the two foals and their mothers turned into his field for a few days turned to absolute dismay this morning when I turned them back out onto the Forest. He galloped up and down screaming his head off and leaning over the gate with a yearning expression on his face. He calmed down after a while and especially after receiving a reassuring answering call from one of the colts. I felt very sorry for him and tried to explain that of course they would be back. Apparently Jack and Petra are very little consolation.
