Micro Buns are doing great, got 7-9 ml of goat's milk into each one this morning, the little white one is so comical, he saw me and started squeaking to be fed! I have never heard a bunny make that noise before it was so funny. He also gets really into nursing and will bounce up and down until he gets plugged in. Four out of six are good nursers, the other two have to be coerced into it. I have also seen them eating hay so that is a good sign as well. I'll try and get Joe to take some pictures of me feeding doing the evening feed, they are getting faster to feed and it only takes 45 minutes instead of over an hour.

It has been rainy here, or super windy so I haven't ridden in a bit. Planning on heading out this afternoon but I think we are in a sucker hole since it stopped raining but there are grey menacing clouds everywhere. Likely just go bareback so I don't get my tack drenched.

Since Joy got a bellyache off the fresh grass I have been limiting her exposure to it, I would hate to see some founder. So they get half an hour on the good stuff right now and we will build it up later. Sunday was the first time she ever colicked and it was very stressful, She got left on the fresh pasture to long on Saturday when Rosie died.

I applied to a riding camp instructor position, still haven't heard back which is a bummer, I would enjoy that.

Ponied Baby off Joy today and went on a little ride up the road, fairly uneventful except my mare is a spazz and needs to be worked more then once a week, Dani handled everything fine, she is sooooooo level headed, her biggest concern is whether she will get cookie and some scratches. Joy spooked at the same tree she always does and had to be first through the gate (and knocked my knee off the pole) and ran up a snowbank because she was bored. I worked her a little in the "arena" and am kinda wondering when she transformed from a silly poneh into a workaholic, sometime during this summer she went "ohh I want to do transitions and carry myself through circles", I think it was about the time she developed her neck. I have now decided horses develop necks when they are mentally mature, not from proper work or anything.