We were told that this yearling is considered a baby until he’s three. He took a shine to Lois.
These huge Clydesdales perform with amazing alacrity and grace.
We missed the shot. As Big Ben was getting prepared to pull his cart, this mother cat scrambled out behind him carrying a kitten by the nape of its neck. She seemed concerned about having her kittens share quarters with the Clydesdales.
Big Ben showed patience as the Larsons harnessed him to pull a cart. Ben had to duck his head way down to clear the doorway behind him when he made is entrance.
. . . at the size of a Clydesdale’s hooves.
A Clydesdale stallion looked us over as we looked him over.
Larsons’s Clydesdales near Ripon, WI, has won more medals than the four walls of this wagon shed can hold.