This little colt belongs to some friends of mine. And from the time he was born he was happy and wild and carefree. Some young horses are shy, and won’t stray far from their mother. This little fella would have happily gone on an overnight adventure, and snuck out of camp at midnight to play with the raccoons, possums, and skunks. And knowing him, he would’ve irritated the skunk, until they both smelled the same.

In this shot of Caraway the sunlight lit up his whiskers, and I couldn’t help but smile, because he looked like a kid and an old man at the same time. Gallop on Caraway.