We had our farrier out on Wednesday to do feet on both Katya and Bridie. Since we had them both haltered, I used the time to scratch and rub all over Katya. She'd let me hug her stomach and feel her udders. I felt the foal gamboling around in there! S/he seemed to like the rubbing and I could almost hear this little voice: "A little to the right. . .there. . .ahhh!" Katya still won't let you walk up to her and rub her butt, but she's more accepting now of snuggles and neck scratches when I'm at her level.
We bought pressed alfalfa chunks for the two of them, and we sit on an upturned muck bucket and break them apart with a hammer, then handfeed bits to them. It's going a long way toward the two of them accepting us as food goddesses. After the handfeeding, we took all the minis to greener pastures to graze for a while. I do believe they were in heaven!