The little fuzzball on the right is the one that was born normally, 33 hours before its siblings were brought into the world.
Last night I got to assist while a poor unfortunate horse got his nose fixed. He'd torn a hole completely through his nostril, about 3 inches long. It required 3 layers of sutures to put it back together. Poor guy. We got an update today that he's doing fine and keeping it nice and clean. Luckily he's one of those horses who doesn't like to get dirty. My whole upper body is a little sore from holding his head up so the doctor didn't have to stand on her head to get the sutures in, and then holding his head down (as much as I could) when he started to wake up and protest. But it was well worth the effort and the soreness.
Time to set the clocks forward! I am so excited to have more daylight in the evenings!