Sometime things just work out. I had been reading and greatly enjoying Fenway Barthalomule's blog over at www.braysofourlives.com and I sort of had longears on my mind when I decided to find a small companion for Tessa. I turned to craigslist and right at the top of the page was an ad that read "Friendly female donkey $200" and only a half hour away. Hmmm, that could work. I couldn't get over to see her till the following week and thought for sure she would be sold by then but when I called the guy back he still had her. I called a couple of friends who both wanted to go see her and off we went. This is where things get a little strange, of course.
I really must have had donkeys on the brain because the night before I had dreamed of going to see some of them, four of them to be exact. In my dream, there was a brown, a grey donkey and a little donkey named Emma. They all had terribly overgrown feet and they all wanted to come home with me.
Well, my friends, our dogs and I all trouped over to see the donkey for sale and I knew I was sunk before I even got out of the car. Standing in a small field were four donkeys; a brown jack, a grey jenny, her baby from last year, this years baby and, you guessed it, their feet were horribly overgrown. Weird huh?
I knew right away that I was going to bring the little yearling home with me but I also knew I had to do something about the feet on the older jack and jenny. After talking with the owner for a while I realized that he genuinely had no idea about hoof care for donkeys. It took some cautious maneuvering but I finally got him to agree that I would buy the yearling (Emma) for $100 and I would bring my farrier over to work on the other donkeys feet. I would have paid him his full price and then some to get those feet worked on but I thought it was important to get him to take some ownership. This photo was taken on the day that my farrier and I went over and got them trimmed. We have also set up appointments for the farrier to go back. I feel the owner will keep up with it now he knows what needs to be done. I think I have a buyer for the baby when he is old enough to be weaned. Sometimes, dreams really do come true.