Do you also remember some crazy talk a while back about the silly notion of breeding Tess to a super nice mammoth Donkey stud? Have I mentioned that, in a moment of spring-fever/peer pressure/mid-life crisis induced craziness, I mailed off a breeding contract? And then, all of a sudden, the vet was here with a semen-shipping container and ultrasounds and it all just kept rolling smoothly along like an avalanche and....well.....Tess is due on May 19th.
I haven't said anything because I have been busy alternately trying to pretend I am not really that crazy and trying not to kill myself with over-application of dope-slaps. If you would like to give me a dope-slap, please refrain, you can't possibly compete with my own!
You can't hide these kinds of things forever though and I can now see Tessa's belly getting bigger even driving by at 60 mph. Tess will be coming home in a few weeks to have her baby here and we will all (hopefully) have a mule baby to play with. I have never raised a mule baby and idea is quite exciting/terrifying. I do love raising babies and I guess I just couldn't resist the temptation.
So....yeah. Mule baby on the way. That should liven up the blog.