These sweethearts came right up for a photo.
The younger, in purple, was carefully watching over the tartan. She was older and it he seemed to be her son.
Big brown eyes for both. Calm energy, listening as I told them how magnificent they were.
And of course, as always, I got a cheeky tongue!
I was honoured to have been a part of their day. The younger was engaged in some games with his rival across the fence before we showed up. There was a lot of stomping and racing going on but it ended in a gentle nose touch across the fence when dad came to settle them down.