Because I pay 4.50 per bag for organic Timothy hay at Sweet Meadow Farm instead of 6.00 at my favorite local Pet Store, I like to drive out to Sherborne and stock up. The last time we were there, the donkeys were at another farm waiting for their new barn to be finished. It was a donkeyless visit.
The new barn is really nice. There are several separate stalls divided by fencing. One section leads out into part of the pen for goats and sweet little cows. The next one is for two ponies and one donkey. There's one that goes into a pen with two ponies and a deer!
The ponies were out in their pen visiting with folks. The donkey was lying by himself in the sun.
Hmmm. Carson at the 7msn Ranch told me if I was patient, a donkey would eventually come over to say hello. So I walked around to the far side where the ponies were. They were very sweet and gave lots of licks and lip 'bites'.
The donkey continued to lay there. I continued to stand there for twenty minutes, occasionally whistling softly and making kissing noises. (why didn't I feel like an idiot? really, why would a strange donkey have any idea that my antics were meant for him)?
Well, whether he responded or just got bored laying around in the hot sun, he got up,
and walked to the corner of his pen.
And then he walked a little further toward me.
And finally, to my completely hysterical delight, he came to the fence.
Carson was right!!! Look at that face and the purple halter. He rubbed his muzzle against my hand a lot, then used my fingers to scratch his forlock; apparently I wasn't doing it right so I just made a rake with my hand and he did the work.
I was NOT presented with his backside for a butt scratch. I guess I hit the 'spot' he needed the most.
And then he went back to his nap.
No one in the feed store knew anything about the donkeys today, so I don't know his name, but when I'm out of hay, I'll go back and visit again.
Off work tomorrow except for a commercial weekly. Time to tie up my roses and I'll have to take photos of the hydrangea. I don't know if it was the mild winter but this is the second year in a row that the hydrangea has exploded: and this year there are twice as many.